Ch 109. A Price on My Head

As the weight of the bounty settles upon my shoulders, it feels as if someone has upgraded the game to Expert Mode without giving me a heads-up. It's like being the NPC playing hide-and-seek with a thousand eager players and a neon sign above my head that reads, "Kill me for gold!!"

Bree, Sasha, Naomi, and I huddle together in Naomi's cozy abode, strategizing our next move. United in our motley array of quirks and talents, we plot like a band of renegade misfits, strategizing the most audacious heist in history. Or maybe we're just trying to clear my name and stay out of prison. Tomayto, tomahto.

"We need to find evidence that proves I'm innocent of whatever they’re blaming me for," I declare, my voice tinged with hope and uncertainty. "Something concrete that will make those city guards scratch their heads and say, 'Whoops, our bad!'"

Bree raises an eyebrow. "That won’t work, David. No one really cares about what you’re guilty of. An order is an order and the guards obey. The same ca