Chapter 247: The Dying Sensation Part 2 (1/2)
Florence slouched back, rubbing her eyes paranoid. She had been stuck to the oracle for the group with not much help on the outside. Watching her friends and allies fighting to the death for Victoria's future was taking a mighty toll on her. She sighed, reaching for her half-drunk water, gulping it down. ”What are you up to, Alton?”
The door to Florence's room slides open as Monty stood at the helm knocking on the wall. ”Knock, knock.”
”Oh, Monty… aren't I glad to see a friendly face. It's total mayhem out there; I'm getting reports of the new stage of grief popping up all over Victoria… Each one matches Alice's report. The CEOs have really resurrected Percy Misharp.”
Monty looked disturbed, frowning. ”That is a problem. If those bastards can go resurrecting their army, then what hope do we have? Not to mention they steal our own away from us.”
”You can't blame yourself for what happened. Butch wouldn't want that.”
”I know,” Monty grumbled, rubbing his head. ”But not just Butch, that bloody dumb brat Emil as well. The Montagues are in shambles, that's for sure. You and Jinx are the only ones left, really.”
”They still have you.”
Monty shook his head. ”I'm a failure to the family; I don't deserve the name. What I regret most is not having the chance to make amends with my father. There's nothing I can do about that; all I can do at this moment is make up for my mistakes and fight.”
”Well, you've done more than was expected of you. If it wasn't for you, Sam wouldn't be alive.”
”Not like she's of much use to us…” Monty hissed, realizing what he said. ”Sorry. Force of habit, I'm sure Alton will be thrilled; he might even let me off for the past events. If she is all Iris made her out to be, then she needs to start waking the hell up.”
”Speaking of Iris, I can inform you she is doing well. She's in safe hands with her sister and Alton.”
”I wasn't asking.”
Florence chuckled faintly, turning back to her computer. ”There's no need to hide it, Monty; we know you care for that girl. You feel guilty for the past traumas you left on their family and Team Rhapsody. It's only natural you want to make up for that. She's a nice girl; you wouldn't have risked your life taking on the Syndicate family otherwise.”
Monty took a deep breath walking into the room. ”Whatever, here the last of the rations for today. We're really low on supplies. After losing two bases in the matter of a month, we're struggling.”
Florence took the sandwich, nodding. ”It's been hard for all of us, and with Scarlett, on the rampage alongside a Stage of Grief, it's only going to get harder. But we have Alton now; things could turn around.”
Monty took a bite from his sandwich, talking with his mouth full. ”Any luck of locating the Trost girl?”
”Still none as always. We've looked everywhere possible. Anywhere Alice believed Zinnia could have gone. We even talked to her former guardian for any leads. It's like she fell off the end of the earth and vanished. I knew that girl briefly, but. Zinnia would never standby and let innocent people suffer.”
”You think something happened to her?”
Florence shook her head, disjointed. ”No, she's strong. Stronger than all of us, she overcome those trials and freed the curse held onto us. Anyone who can do that won't fall easily. Wherever she is, I just hope she's safe.”
Monty gave a slight nod agreeing without any words spoken. Instead, he chose to tap her desk, walking away. ”Get some rest sometime, Florence… We all need you at your best.”
She smiled, holding her food fondly. ”You've really changed, Monty, haven't you?” Alarms blazed the room before any more could be said as the two friends were left dazed. ”What the hell?”
”What's going on?!”
”We're under attack!”