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"Guidance counselor" Madison replied and Troy shifted his gaze to Cassandra waiting for her reply,

"I was a law student. One of the youngest actually" Cassandra replied making the Otto boy nod impressed. Troy grinned flickering his eyes between the two of them

"That actually makes a lot of sense. But I can tell Madison's traits have rubbed off on you as well..which makes you lethal, mentally but physically you need to toughen up a bit" Troy told her, making Cassandra roll her eyes.

Troy moved his focus back to Madison, he could tell that the two of them were the ones who played mind games, they were masters at assessing and manipulating people. He wanted to see if his skills even came close, play with their heads. Like they did to others. He could tell they were the ones who held everyone together, they were the ones who always had the plans even if no one else knew it. They were the ones always in control.

But he wouldn't stand a chance against them because even if he had the skill, he didn't have the mental strength.

"In high school?" He asked Madison "I never attended. Certain social aspects of academia proved challenging for Troy"

"You must have been lonely?" Madison replied and another thing for Cassandra became clear, he had no social interactions really. No normal ones at least.

"No, no. No, I uh...I had this place" he moved past Cassandra to look out at the window, this ranch was the only thing he knew, the only thing he had loyalty to. His father taking him out of school turned Troy into a soldier for this ranch. He would do anything to keep it safe. He turned Troy into his necessary evil.
"Everything that I do is in service to this place."

Maybe his dad put too much pressure on him, like hers did to her.

"You do anything for this place, for your home even if it means destroying yourself?" Cassandra asked it reminded her of the way she thought about Nick, Troy turned to her with a small nod "exactly" the two of them stared at each other with a sort of understanding before Madison broke the trance

"Does your father believe that?" Madison brought up his family to see his reaction to them, Cassandra had already seen cracks in his demeanor when he talked about his family like the conversation they had about his mother. She was certain he had some sort of family trauma.

"Yeah, he understands" Troy looked back at Madison his head bobbing along as he spoke "you know complicated problems call for complicated solutions."

"Killing people's not complicated. It's simple" Madison replied without hesitation

"..it's easy." And before Cassandra could process what she had thought she had already said it, it shocked herself..but it was the truth she had been denying because she knew it shouldn't be easy, If it was easy it made her sick Madison looked at her worried realising she was becoming more like her and that was something she didn't want. Troy looked at her with a knowing look, he knew she had taken a life even if she didn't admit it before

But then again it left him with the question if she capable to take a life, if she was out there with Nick walking with the dead why had she not killed more of the dead, why did she have no weapon skills at all. Why was she so unsure of herself?.

"Do you see?" Troy looked at Madison "you understand this world, you understand me. That's why I picked you."

Troy then turned pointing at Cassandra "and you I admit I was gonna kill you to but you surprised me, you were strong there's more to you then meets the eye, Your loyal. You don't judge, you don't ask for anything in return of your loyalty." Troy then paced passed them "but I didn't-- I didn't pick Nick."
He stopped realising what he had said, he turned facing the two of them