Chapter 6. Power Play

“No way in hell!" Freeman curses out loud as he paces around the study room that has now become their meeting ground.

“This is not good,” Rose states, rubbing her temples as Freeman releases another set of swear swords in the background. It is quite comical to hear such a dignified-looking man spew foul words like the local goons on the south side of Grosthe. And he does it so well. He pauses at the very center of the chamber and sighs deeply.

“How did they get wind of this? This was classified information. Only I and Richard knew about this!”

Rose tosses him a suspicious look.

“What?” He asks. “Oh, come on! You think I will ever do that to Richard?”

She shrugs, taking a sip of her scotch drink.

“Roselyn, don't be like that. I am many things, but not a traitor. Richard was more than a friend to me. He sacrificed too much for me to turn around and stab him in the back.” He laments. It is true. There are few sets of brothers that have half