One Dangerous Destiny: A Henry Danger Fanfiction.

Chapter Twenty-Five.

CHARLOTTE'S POINT OF VIEW.

Damn! I never thought looking through scores and scores of books could get even more excruciating and annoying at the same time. I was at the StevenMoore Library, hoping to get some intel on the Grand Chancellor. I had a horrible hunch about him, but I didn't want to believe it. I remembered how he had gotten so worked up when I mentioned the pathetic living conditions of Dystopia. Looking him up online was no use cause the guy had covered his tracks pretty well.  I was tired of all the secrets. I wanted Jasper to find out what the hell was up with Veronika. She was hiding something, and if Jasper would not crack the case, then I would.

All the details in the books kept on praising the Chancellor for all the 'posh' changes he had made to the Eastern sides of Dystopia and the building of the Grand Dystopian Bridge and the great StevenMoore University. Ironically, I didn't get why the name of the university was so English, yet it was Dystopia. I had also realized that this so called posh university was only saved for the select- few, the elite who could afford it. Jasper may have been right, maybe people were not criminals at all, they were just people trying to survive. But it justified the sheer negligence of the government here. How corrupt were things going to be! It sickened me.

I was just about to give up when I came across an old article containing details on some politicians who had luckily been part of this country. Oddly enough, they weren't many, and the shadiest thing about their sparse population was the fact that most of them had died under sheer circumstances. The Chancellor was the one and only law there, which was odd.Another weird fact was how their deaths had been dismissed so carelessly, animal attacks, high blood pressure, cancer. The questions that had been mind-boggling me got even more complicated. Could the Chancellor have been a part of this? A cover up? Maybe these guys had gone against him as the one and only law and they had paid the ultimate price for it; their lives. I had a horrid feeling that the Chancellor was a dictator, remembering how furious he had been when I mentioned how people were living so awfully under his reign. But thinking of that only made it even scarier, regarding how he had wanted to turn this nationality into a utopia. It was also even more terrifying considering the fact that he was the one who had provided us with all the funds we had needed for constructing our Base. The designs had been Schwoz's, and it was designed close to the same fashion as the Man Cave. If the Chancellor was such a dictator, then why would he ask us to keep tabs on this town's crime rate. Something even more sinister was going on here.

I was desperately trying to find any useful contacts before going to the Chancellor directly to attack him with some really compromising questions when I stumbled upon an old contact. Old details about one of those politicians who had died, an old contact about his daughter, right in the phone book. Luckily,  the picture right on the contact was one I knew all too well. It was the receptionist.

I ran to the receptionist's desk, but unfortunately; she was on a break. Maybe I was being insensitive about this, considering the fact that her parents had died because of 'animal attacks', but we urgently needed a break in this case, before someone else got hurt. After 30 long minutes of waiting, she finally showed up with a coffee in her hand. All I needed was some information on the Chancellor, which I was sure she would offer. However, I would not come at her just like that. I didn't want to make it seem too obvious.

"Hello Charlotte. Shouldn't you be in class right now?" she asked warmly.

"No, I'm free this period."

"How can I help you? You must have been standing here quite a while."

"I just wanted some information about this school. I realized that not much is said about it in the books in the library. I'm curious."