There were three of them

There were three of them. They knew what that meant. Only two could get past the gate and there were three of them. Charlie and Monique looked at each other in complicity, while Brian stared at the door, still concerned about what they had just read. He knew Charlie and Monique would never split up, they had been together since the beginning and sadly they would remain together till the end. As he thought about this Charlie had already pulled his knife out of his pocket and started pointing at Brian from behind. ‘You go ahead’ said Brian, looking down but not turning back; he already knew ‘There are only two ways, either you go through or I go on my own and we know what’s past that it’s not even for just one person... not even me’ Charlie and Monique didn’t even question to border the line and walk towards the door. ‘But Charlie’ said Brian ‘leave the knife to me’. Nothing was said as the two partners in crime stood right in front of the door and threw the knife to Brian’s feet, rushing to cross while Brian picked up the knife and walked away from the door, a smirk in his face. Now the price was his and his alone.

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