Conspiracy

Seraphina's eyes grew wide open at the rather violent sound of the door creaking open, accompanied by a boorish step. It was at that moment when her expression turned into a frown upon the sharp click of a heel.

"Did anyone notice anything on the way in?"

Seraphina held her breath at the unfamiliar tone of voice.

Who was that?

It was too discreet to be the voice of one of the attendees.

"No way. Thanks to you, I was able to hide at the party without anyone doubting me at all."

"I really didn't expect this to go so smoothly. You don't know how reliable it was to be able to obtain cooperation. If it wasn't for you, I might be seeing blood today—at the very least."

"We have to do well since all of us have something to do with one another."

Unlike his loud laughter, Seraphina was busy contemplating. These stories she overheard were ones she couldn't even laugh at.

"How far are you prepared?"