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The Midnight Heir SIT DOWN
Michael looked at Anthony with a confused expression."Favorite, you know these people?!" Michael asked, making the same shocked face that matched the same one Casey had."Favorite, how do you know these dangerous people?" Casey asked but was ignored by the one she wanted answers from, Anthony who was too dumbfounded to listen to any questions right now.The Overseer whose name was actually Victor looked at Anthony for a little while. He was smirking at how dispirited the silver haired man was at the moment and then he looked at Casey."A little favor from a customer, Miss. Call him by his real name, Anthony Star, from now on, okay? No more of that made-up rubbish that I'm sure he had The Busboys help him create, isn't that right, Tony?" The overseer said while Casey repeated Anthony's name to herself.She just like Michael was trying to figure out why he would lie and hide his true identity from everyone. Not just that, they also wondered how he was able to accomplish a feat like that
The Midnight Heir POKER FACE
Anthony looked above The Overseer's head like he wanted, focusing on the tip of the Overseer's pointing finger then sighed because he knew he wouldn't be able to read his thoughts.He didn't even attempt to do it because he had tried before with Benjamin Oswald and he remembered vividly what the outcome of that little experiment was and so there was no point in going through that torture again.Anthony lowered his gaze back to the Overseer's eyes and the man in front of him grimaced."That was fast! Let me guess, you didn't read it, did you?" An annoyed Overseer said then laughed "What? You think I'm not worth using your power on or what is this?!""Victor, listen—" Anthony said but was cut off."I said, look over my head and read what I'm thinking!" The Overseer commanded and Anthony huffed then looked above his head once more.Using his very strong poker face, Anthony acted like his power to read minds was still intact as he continued staring above The Overseer's head for seconds lo
The Midnight Heir BURNER PHONE
"I'm going to kill you then I'm going to find anyone you've ever formed a bond with and I'll tell them how disgusting your past was. I’ll watch their despair as they wonder if they should grieve for you or curse your name and when they think it’s over, I'll kill them too" The Overseer said and an image of Annabelle flashed through Anthony’s mind.‘I'm the reason he lost the only family he had so maybe it's fine if I let him get his revenge. Hopefully, that'll pull him out of this darkness’ Anthony thought and then closed his eyes as Cold cocked the gun and started pulling back the trigger.He was going to allow Cold to kill him and maybe help The Overseer who he blames himself for becoming this way. But then, the thoughts of Annabelle, Satyre, Mr. Rose Dana, and all the people he's formed bonds with started flooding his mind.‘I can't just leave them and die like this. Mr. Rose Dana sacrificed two decades of his life working hard to make sure I have everything I need when I finally mak
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,