President Spear
Spear watches as the sun peaks over the mountains. He drinks his coffee, waiting for the arrival of his dear friend.
There's a knock at the door. He doesn't need to ask who it is. She's never late.
"Let her in." Spear commands. Casper Thorn nods and opens the door.
"You wanted to see me?" Jackson asks. It's hard to miss the annoyance in her voice.
"I just wanted to check in before you left for the control room." Spear says. "Is everything set up in the cornucopia?"
"Of course. Why wouldn't it be?" Jackson snaps back. Spear narrows his eyes.
"As president of Panem, it's my duty to oversee these Games, wouldn't you agree?" Spear responds slowly. He nods his head, dismissing his old friend.
Jackson turns towards the door. Just as she's about to step out, Spear says, "Alicia, do me a favor, and never have that attitude with me. Consider this your final warning." She acknowledges his comment without responding, and exits the room as quickly as possible.
Alicia Jackson
Blood boiling, Jackson boards her hovercraft that will take her to the control room for this years Games. Her fists clench at the thought of Spear. Their relationship has always benefited Alicia. She has had the power without the responsibility. She's influential and respected, while avoiding the mundane tasks of ruling. But now, Spear has thrown that dynamic away. As if the last two and a half decades of friendship has meant nothing to him.
As Jackson arrives at her control room, her mind is full of ideas. Ideas for her Games. Ideas that she will implement without retaliation from Spear.
"Let the Games begin, Spear." She whispers to herself.
One more chapter until the bloodbath! I hope you guys are enjoying these Capitol interlude chapters, I enjoy writing them.
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