355 Wrong Place to Start

It had slowly started to turn dark. The weather was cold as usual. In fact, it was only getting freezing with each passing day.

"Get me something warm…." Wilson said as he fell on the couch and ordered Lear.

Max just calmly took a seat without making any demands.

"Do you think I am a guy who makes anything on my own? I can only give you boiled water…" Lear said as he sat on the floor.

The trio had moved to Lear's dorm. After what had happened this past few days, the Capital had been under curfew after 6 in the evening…. The Academy too had asked students not to leave their dorms…

Earlier, they were interrupted by the Academy's security guards for loitering around and hence came to Lear's dorm to calmly have a conversation.

"So about what you said earlier…." Max spoke urging Wilson to continue.

"Huff...you talked about Naze's diary right...I was the one to have written the thing about James and his lackeys planning to do something on the cultural night…."