The Westbrook Games

The truth about a certain person

Clay looked at the kid one more time , checking his pulse and his eyes and anything that could indicate that he was getting better but he looked just the same way he had looked some minutes ago when Clay checked him and also

the same way he had looked ten minutes ago , he was not getting better but at least he was not worse , that was Clay's only consolation .

Clay had been watching over the Aiden kid for over forty five minutes , there were limited ways to check if he was going to be okay , but Clay truly hoped that he was going to be okay , partially because she needed the kid to wake up and tell her who the game master was and where he had met him and mostly because she could not afford to think that she had killed him and had his bloods on her hands .

Clay sighed , this had not been the plan .

But , if she was being honest , she must have known that the plan was definitely going to be dangerous at one point or the other , she had just pretended not to know and hoped not to be actu