Josh's POVThe campus felt different the morning after the protest. It was quieter and the usual energy in the air was missing.Students walked with their heads down and spoke in low voices.As I returned from my morning training, I noticed there were bloodstains on some of the paths and broken glass near the main courtyard. Yesterday was brutal from what I heard. I didn't witness any of it.I got back to my dorm and peeled off my sweaty training outfit. I should have skipped the day's training because I was still recovering, but the atmosphere in the dorm was dark, I had to step out.My phone buzzed while I was pulling on a clean shirt.I checked the screen. It was an unsaved number.I answered it."Is this Mr. Calloway?""Yes, who's this?"“A dispatch rider at your address. Your package is ready for collection.”I smiled. The idea crossed my mind last night before I went to bed and I decided to act on it.I finished putting on my shirt and stepped out.The rider was waiting just out
Read more
LOGIN
