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The Midnight Heir NO EXPLANATION
Anthony looked at the curious eyes of the rest of the restaurant staff he had on him, refraining from answering Casey’s question which annoyed the young lady even more.“Anthony, didn’t hear what Casey said? I think you owe us some explanation, like how long have you been lying to everyone about who you really are? What’s your affiliation with those dangerous guys? And, what did you guys talk about while we were all taken hostage in the kit—“ Michael said but Anthony cut him off. “I’m happy to see that none of you are hurt,” Anthony said and Michael furrowed his eyebrows.“Huh? That’s not what we’re expecting to hear from you, Anth—“ Michael said but Anthony cut him off a second time.“I’d like to apologize for bringing all of you into this mess but don’t worry, now that I and him have talked, they won’t be bothering you people or the restaurant again,” Anthony said. Michael and Casey both raised their right eyebrows.“Favorite?” Casey said, wondering why Anthony seemed more detached
The Midnight Heir Tower
Anthony came down from his motorcycle. He looked around the perimeter for a short second, but, minus the cars driving by in the distance, he didn’t see any other bystanders around. After all, the prison was situated in a location secluded from public residence.He walked over to the fence that surrounded the prison and when he got to the gate, he did a quick scan of the barrier, all the while preparing himself to go through.Unfortunately, just as he started to prepare, he heard:“Who are you?!” Asked an officer who was stationed on a tower-like platform that stood taller than the top of the fence.Immediately, Anthony’s attention was drawn to this unknown officer and his partner who both watched him from inside the tower on the other side of the fence.Anthony refrained from answering immediately.“Hey, did you not hear me?! I said, who are you?” The same officer asked again, however more aggressively this time.“My name is Anthony, Anthony Star, and I came to see one of the inmates,
The Midnight Heir REAL
They were too high up and away from Anthony to discern exactly what he was showing them.“What is that?” The second officer asked.“This? Well, it’s a special platinum debit card. It’s one of the limited number of cards like it in the entire city but aside from being that, it’s proof that I have more than enough money to be invited to whatever The Scrimmage is. So, like I said earlier, open the gate and let me through. I have an important conversation to have with one of the inmates”Both officers looked at each other skeptically and smirking, Anthony activated his ability to listen to the conversation they were about to have.“A special grade platinum debit card? One of the limited types in this city? Do you think he’s saying the truth or there’s a chance that he’s lying straight through his teeth?” The second officer asked. “I don’t know.” The first officer shrugged and then asked “On the other hand, if he’s telling the truth and he really does have something as valuable as a speci
The Midnight Heir WARDEN
“If you’ll please wait here, sir. Let me go confirm the progress of your invite and see if you can join the Scrimmage or not” the second officer said, about to rush to the tower when Anthony stopped him.“Before you go, I wanted you to tell me what the Scrimmage is exactly,” Anthony asked.“Oh!” The second officer said then smiled“Don’t worry sir, I’m sure the warden will enlighten you on everything you need to know about it. All I can say is that you’re lucky you came when you did because today’s event is about to start soon. Thankfully, you haven’t missed your chance to join in yet which I’m sure will help in convincing the warden to grant you an invite” the second officer said and Anthony grimaced with confusion.‘From what he’s said, it sounds like the Scrimmage is an event. The question now is, what type of event is it and where is it being held?’ Anthony thought and then jolted with realization.‘Wait, don’t tell me The Scrimmage takes place inside the prison. That can’t be, ri
The Midnight Heir INMATE 317
“No?” Surprised at the response, Anthony asked.“That’s right, my answer is no. There’s no visitation of any inmates today and I’m sure you know why” Warden Faller said.“The Scrimmage. Yes, I’ve heard from your officers and I’ll be honest that for a moment I wondered what it is exactly. Right now, however, I’m more curious about why you allowed me to come in here, all the way to your office when you were going to reject my request. You could have just told the officers at the gate to not let me in” Anthony said, annoyed but oddly also curious.Warden Faller shrugged as he rested his back on the chair “Well, I’m a curious man. I wanted to see in person who you are. The view I got from the camera footage didn’t do it for me” he said, flicking his eyes to the monitor on his desk and Anthony doing the same but only seeing the back of the device. “And now that you’ve seen me, you’ve deemed it appropriate to reject my request,” Anthony said then sighed “That’s annoying, to say the least,
The Midnight Heir VISITSTION
Seating on one of the benches, Anthony waited for Gam to be brought into the visitation room so that they could talk about something very important. Warden Faller waited as well, but his waiting took place behind a two-way mirror. Just then, Officer Victor approached Warden Faller and with him was a towering and burly gentleman, having red hair that covered about half his face, most especially his eyes. “I’ve brought him like you wanted, Warden” Officer Victor said. Warden Faller looked at the red-haired man and said “Inmate 317 or should I call you Gamboli Greyson” Gamboli looked at Warden Faller and replied “Hello Warden. What a lovely day to be out of my cell way earlier than usual”Warden Faller smiled back “Indeed, it is a lovely day. For me especially,” he said and Gamboli grimaced. He flicked his eyes to Officer Victor and then said “Little officer over here told me that I have a special visitor. Is that true or are you guys pulling my leg?” “Not at all,” Warden Faller s
The Midnight Heir GUARDIAN
Gamboli’s eyes widened when he heard the news.“Victor’s position as the new Overseer? What are you talking about?” Gamboli asked. He couldn’t wrap his head around what Anthony was saying.“Exactly what I said. Victor is the new Overseer for the Mob and I thought you knew this but seeing your expression, it can only mean that you didn’t know about it” Anthony replied.“Of course, I don’t know anything about what you’re saying. I’ve been locked up in here for how long now so how the hell would I know some bullshit like—“ Gamboli said but then his eyes widened.“What is it?” Anthony asked. “That bastard! The head of the Mob must have been behind this bullshit. After I took the fall for him and came here, this is how the fucker repays me? By giving my old position to one of my kids?!” Gamboli said, fists clenched and vibrating on the table between him and Anthony. After seeing what he was looking for which was Gamboli’s innocence in Victor’s current rank in The Mob, Anthony calmed down
The Midnight Heir SCREAMING AGE
Officer Victor brought Anthony and Gamboli to a white room that had a lot of gadgets stationed in it and right in the center of it all was Warden Maxwell Faller.“I’ve brought them like you wanted Warden—“ Officer Victor said but Anthony cut him off.“What are these?” Anthony asked, looking at his intriguing environment. Warden Faller looked at what was being referred to and he answered “Oh, these. Well, these are called Nanite bombardment chambers”“Nanite bombardment chambers? What’s that supposed to be? More importantly, what are they used for and why are they here of all places?” Anthony asked and the good Warden smiled. He answered "One question at a time Mr. Anthony. First of all, these are experimental devices sent in by our sponsors for testing and what they are used for, which is your second and to an extension your third question, is providing a means of healing the participants of The Scrimmage of any surface injury sustained during an event. If you’re wondering why such