Untold chronicles of power

Chapter Thirty-five

“He could also be a double agent," Pamela continued. "feeding false information to us, while reporting our every move to the empire, the one who tipped them off about our plan, the mole."

"How do you know that?" asked Jackson "How did you find out?"

Pamela tapped the screen again, and another image appeared. It was a screenshot of a message, sent from Martin to the old king".

"Look at this," she said. "I hacked into Martin's communication device and found this message. It was sent to the old king right after he announced you the next leader of the blade in shadows It reads: ‘How could you give that kid the control, I was supposed to be next, this was supposed to be mine, you old fuck.'"

"That bastard," muttered Jackson, "but it doesn't mean anything, it could just be a message sent out of frustration, what's next?."

Pamela turned to the next person on her list of suspects. It was Beatrice, a middle-aged woman with long blonde hair and a confident smile.

She was given the task of med