90: Walking into a trap?

Henry's brow furrowed deeper as the guard's words reached his ears. Irene's house? It didn't make sense. How could Nathan possibly be in Irene's house? Why would they take him there, even? Or was the guard trying to misdirect him?

He grabbed a fistful of the guard's bloodied shirt, yanking him closer. "You do know you're making an expensive joke, right?"

Something wasn't adding up.

The guard let out a pained whimper, shaking his head desperately. "P-please, I swear I'm not joking. It may sound crazy but…but it's the truth. This was all a setup, a plan to get you here!"

Henry's confident smile disappeared as he began to realize that the guard in front of him was serious and not joking.

Henry paused, studying the bruised and bloodied man closely. Much of what had transpired today seemed insane and this was no different.

But a trap, all to draw him in? How could any of this be true? Henry's mind was filled with questions. Was this a betrayal of some sort? His mind flashed back to what
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