“Emerald,” Mercury whispered, trying not to grab the unwanted attention of their former boss — or boss’s boss. “Em,” he tried again, “I hate to say it but my plan B just went out the window, and Hazel, well. I have a pretty good idea about how that’s going to end.”
He hated just how responsible he felt for all this — the escape, the pressure, getting caught — and he wasn’t sure whether or not they were all going to be killed today. He knew, at the very least, their punishments would be severe, if not impossible to come back from. His nerves were tight and his shoulders tense, but he attempted to keep his calm demeanor about him. He would kill without a second thought, but the idea of having to watch his partner get killed for betrayal would hurt him more than he could express. He hoped, if anything, that he would go first.
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