Fiction: Group 2
Just then, the door burst open. Charles was so surprised; he dropped his pistol down the gutter. A
couple guards walked in. “Fight to the death, men!” yelled Charles. “I don’t think so.” said the chief guard,
as a guard handcuffed him. “After Tang’s letter, we traced the scoundrel to this point. He finally should be
spending all your life behind the bars.” replied the chief guard. “You can come aboard our ship, the
Justice
.
We have your belongings already.” John grinned at Edward as they walked towards the massive ship.
