*Three Months Later*
*Elio*
I’d like to say the three months of waiting for Ignacio to take the bait and trigger the trap went by quickly, but it didn’t. It drawled on and on like the boring lectures they’d made us sit through back in school.
Mindless waiting was always the worst part for me. I could never sit still in school, always wanting to be out and doing something. I hated the stuffy indoors, the monotonous routine, and having to take tests based on how well we could memorize what our teachers droned on about.
I usually studied the book an hour before the tests and then immediately aced them. It staggered my teachers but I just wasn’t built for learning the way they wanted me to learn.
Patience was just not my strong suit.
Luckily I had Cat to keep me from charging in and ruining the plan I had set up in the first place. Franky’s grateful look whenever she silenced my rants during a meeting ticked me off more than I’d like to admit.
