Betrayal by love
He asked, some hesitation in his voice to clarify his doubt.
Nate nodded slightly, a proud smile touching his lips. "Good... I was expecting that doubt from your master," he teased, subtly challenging the boss of the group. Then, he clarified the backup plan: "Plan B: I'll text you. Even if you don't get my text before 8:50, you guys shut the power at 8:51 without my permission." Nate's thoughts raced as he folded his sleeves, noticing the current time. "8:49:50," he whispered, his gaze returning to the stage, where Maxmillian's voice cut through the silent mall.