He finally made the call at six-thirty.
At this time, the mayor was already awake, engaging in light exercises. His recent string of victories had invigorated him, and to face the upcoming challenges, he had to ensure his body was in good shape.
After receiving the call, he remained silent for a while, instructing his staff to prepare for travel. Although his face showed no signs of sadness, only solemnity.
By seven o'clock, a large group of reporters had gathered at City Hall. The mayor now looked "normal" but haggard and sad, all emotions were etched across his face.
He choked up several times, unable to speak, but everyone knew what had happened.
Eric was dead, and he declared war on evil!
It seemed... it had become something he must do. If before the news of Eric's death he still had the option of resigning, now, in less than twenty-four hours after Eric's death, resigning had become impossible. Instead, it strengthened his resolve to eradicate evil!
