THE MIDNIGHT HEIR PT 22(FINALE)

The paramedic who had the syringe in his hand paused, jaw dropped, leaning back and filled with utter confusion.

Anthony who was seeing all of this instantly got a look of disgust aimed at Franklin and what he just did.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Why would you do that, take away the only thing that’s saving your life right now?!" Anthony asked while he grimaced.

He pulled himself away from Franklin and then with the anger still in him but now also mixed with a state of confusion, he pushed a weakened Franklin to the ground.

"Just what the hell do you want from me?!" Anthony yelled in an exasperated manner, looking down at Franklin who was holding on to his neck and trying to breathe in as much air as he possibly could.

Contrary to being the one who had inflicted pain on everyone else, physically or otherwise, Anthony looked like he was in more agony than anyone else, huffing and trying to find a way to get calm.

"Alright you fool, that's enough from you. Just take a look at wha
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