Even though there was a lot to celebrate for with the recent victory, Tyler still went to bed feeling uneasy that night.

“Is everything all right?” Greta asked him, noticing his mood as she lay beside him.

Tyler let out a deep sigh in response.

“What is it again? Tell me now?” Greta nudged him.

“You remember Oliver?”

“Yes, that funny senior that always never failed to put up a show in the cafeteria. What about him?”

“He was one of the assassins Stephanie sent out here today, remember how he used to be such a happy kid?”

“Yes, the happiest, even with all the bad things that happened in...