How I Become Dante

"I don't feel so good," Trevor muttered.

"Neither do I." I agreed.

"You took the right decision, Jane." Kat consoled me.

"Right decision? Aren't you even a little bit sorry that he had to leave?" Trevor asked her.

"It was his choice. He could've chosen to tell us the truth but instead, he chose to leave." She replied, shrugging. "He was lying to us and who knows, he might be a spy who joined our team to keep an eye on us or something."

"A spy? Seriously?" Trevor asked, disgusted. "Who do you think would send a spy after us?"

"I don't know," Kat mumbled.

"You and your conspiracy theories. Can't you just not act like we're playing a detective game here?" He seemed angry.

"Excuse me but 'theories'? How many of my 'conspiracy theories' have you heard?" She asked. "And I'm just saying, we could never have trusted him with the knowledge that he was hiding things from us. Even you were all 'I suggest you tell us the truth' and stuff. Why are you suddenly feeling bad?"