A slight smile came across my face as my body fully recovered. I was no longer tied to following Glen's surveillance or Aaron's words.
It was strange living with Glen, a single guy who must have been extremely wealthy was tied to a small red apartment with old furniture and stale food. He was barely surviving on water coming from the pipes and somehow managed to live without air conditioning.
"You were supposed to be extremely wealthy, why are you living in these conditions?".
"Think a little Wallace, where do you think the money I've earned is going?".
"You won't accomplish much" I said, remembering that Glen was some kind of vigilante of the night. Even Aaron had said they were a bunch of fools swallowing of improving the city, but all they had done was gather some dope and destroy it, they couldn't handle the huge factory hiding in the shadows of the city.
