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As the gunshot was heard resounding through the castle grounds Jay Gatsby's eyes widened his faithful butler who had taken the shot for him crumbled to the ground a look of agony etched on his face. Gatsby looked down to see two people dead one his butler the other the gunman who had comitted his own suicide. He rushed to the phone that was hanging off of the table splattered with blood. He shakily picked it up and heard Nick Carraway's panicked voice."Is everything alright"?
"Old Sport, I need your help". Said gatsby his voice tremoring.
He looked upon his yard that was tainted with blood and the bodies of his friend and foe. But, gatsby only had one question in his mind.
'Why did this man want to murder him'. Jay had never met him before in his elaborate life, nor had he any clue why this man would want to kill him.
With shaky fingers the confused man dialed the number for the police station hoping that they knew this man's reasoning.
Nick Carraway's Pov
I frantically ran out of the building with my boss trailing me not understanding why I was in this rash state. But, I couldn't hear anyone but my friends distressed voice over the telephone. I quickly ran to a taxi, flung over the door, and ordered him to drive as fast as he could to gatsby's house. He didn't need an adress for everyone already knew where the Great Gatsby lived.
Tom Buchanan Pov That son of a bastard deserved everything that was coming to him he tried to steal what was mine. This was revenge and it felt so good to know that he would be gone from my life. Me and Daisy were going on a little vacation to rekindle our romance. I sure as hell missed Murtle but she would do for now.
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