Prologue
“O-kun. Lend me some money.”
What the heck is going on? O-kun, aka Oscar, thought to himself. He removed his trademark black-rimmed glasses and wiped them down with a handkerchief. And after making sure they were perfectly clear, he put them back on. Then, he blinked three times, hoping that would finally let him see reality.
“O-kun. Give me money pleaaashe.”
Guess I wasn’t hallucinating after all. Oscar could no longer deny the reality staring him in the face. His closest friend, and the leader of his organization, was kneeling in front of him, desperation etched onto her face. In fact, she was so desperate she’d just bit her tongue. However, she trembled, trying to bear the pain without crying out.
Oscar took his eyes off Miledi and examined his surroundings. Reflected in his glasses was a world of splendor. Dozens of chandeliers hung from the ceiling, and ladies wearing resplendent dresses milled about. Upbeat music wafted through the hall. Skilled waiters slipped through the noisy crowds, carrying trays laden with sparkling goblets of champagne. Everywhere he looked, the world was sparkling with color. Well, except for the spot directly behind Miledi. Standing there was a group of men in dark clothing, glaring angrily down at her, their arms folded.
“...How’d things end up like this?”
Oscar looked worriedly up at the ceiling and sighed. There was murder in those men’s eyes. He didn’t know exactly what Miledi had done, but they clearly meant business. Cold sweat poured down Oscar’s forehead due to the sight. Worried sick, he thought back to the events that had led up to this situation.
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