Harvor’s eyes were fixed on Stanley’s body, which now lay on the hard, cold floor. They were widened and focused, and he wasn’t even blinking as the golden energy flickered in his eyes.
Memories started to form in his head of him and Stanley. Stanley was different compared to everyone else in the One Gang, at least to Harvor, because the two of them had known each other even before they became Altered.
Even before the AFC had been created. Their journey went as far back as when they were both in school. They had grown up in a Tier-1 city, and the school they attended was filled with affluent kids whose parents were part of major corporations or held high-level connections.
When attending the school, the two didn’t really know much about each other. They only exchanged pleasantries and had a few classes together here and there.