Chapter 276: The Life of Hart (1)

Moby took a small pause to assess the situation and what was going on, trying to read all of their faces along with inner emotions until his eyes took a glance at a certain paper making his eyes almost burst through his Jacket.

"Is that…"

He took a chair out from beside Ray and sat down with a serious yet bewildered look in his eyes looking at the paper in his hands.

"That's Alex's handwriting… Where did you get that?"

Ray looked down, unable to face Moby's gaze as he responded. 

"He left it on his bed… I found it the other day by accident… This houses his final message to us and things he wanted to be known. And, just to let you know, I already read the whole thing by myself..."

"Yeah… So he went in really expecting death?"

Moby shook his head before continuing. 

"I would like to read that out loud if you wouldn't mind,"