#The_Crown
#part_21
We arrived at a tall old building on the beach. Long and I started to go up it.
'Where is he?' I asked Long.
Long opened his mouth, but he didn't answer. There wasn't time.
Suddenly, there was a noise. It was a person. A shout. But where did it come from?
'Who's that?' I shouted.
We looked down.
'No!' I shouted.
There was a man on the ground. It was our friend Paxton. He didn't move. His dead eyes looked up at us.
I looked at the dark sea..
'Paxton was right,' I said. 'He did it.'
'Who?' Long asked. 'I don't understand.'
'Agers protected the crown. He was dead, but he protected the crown.'
'But how?' Long said.
I had an answer, but I didn't want to say it.
It was magic. Paxton wanted to find us. He went to the old building. He started to run. Suddenly, the shadow was there. But now it wasn't only a shadow. It was William Agers, and he was angry. Paxton looked into those cold, dead eyes.
And now Paxton was dead, too.
'What now?' I asked.
'There's a police station in town,' Long said.
To be continued...🌀
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