CHAPTER XLV: LISTENERS

Currently, two texters are chatting on their messaging apps…

Sender 1: Hey, will you still be showing up later?

Sender 2: I don’t know. It will be pretty late when this party ends, I’m sure of that!

Sender 1: What?! Aren’t they supposed to be just talking about business?

Sender 2: Well, it started out that way and now they’re being all chummy and nice.

Sender 1: That doesn’t sound good. Should THAT even happen?

Sender 2: The Mastermind thinks it’s a great idea. You can’t counter what he wants. It’s part of the plan.

Sender 1: And what about what I want? It’s not fair! I’m the one who really wants Lyra, not that overly muscular militia millionaire!

Sender 2: Billionaire bro. You can’t fight him on that.

Sender 1: Yes, I can. When the plan is completed, he will be losing everything and all he owns will be all mine!

Sender 2: Ours, dude. Ours.

Sender 1: Fine. Ours. So, you really can’t come over. I’ve set everything up already.

Sender 2: I’ll see if I can manage it after this. Otherwise,