"I would've come on time, but someone fucked us up," said Gregorio standing before Arthur. The crescents of moonlight disintegrated as they collided with Gregorio's skin. They didn't even leave a scar.
"You don't seriously think it was me, do you?"
"Who else would it be?" Gregorio retorted, growling. However, one could see he wasn't truly angry. He was simply trying to intimidate Arthur, who was too confident for his own good. It wasn't healthy.
Caroline's death was unprecedented. It couldn't have been expected, and they weren't even aware of the perpetrator. Although, Arthur highly suspected it was Gary, considering his suspicious behavior.
"Gary," replied Arthur.
"That child whom you said was a spy?" Gregorio, raising an eyebrow. He shook his head, thinking of Arthur's words as a joke. "Yes, I looked into that boy, and I don't think he is affiliated with–"
