CHAPTER XLII

Steven

"Let's go to the meeting room." Mavin told me when he got inside his office.

I am now at their headquarters. Aside from getting checked by the doctor, I am trying to understand why I am being called here. After getting shot, my wound did not heal that fast. It's been four days since that incident happened. My wound is still the same. The size did not decrease at all. Sometimes it bled when my classmates accidentally hit it.

I am drinking medicine to subdue the pain, and I get fevers from time to time. They said it was the effect of what they put in the bullet. Dad also ordered them to set a high-risk level and tighten the security. They implemented the training and are currently solving the thing they put on their bullet.

I followed Mavin until we got to a closed room. The blinds were down, and I saw his employees and my dad sitting quietly. Now, the question is, why am I getting involved here? I am still not part of this group and do not know about my existence here today.

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