Chapter 446

“Exactly,” Sylvia replied. “Which means there’s another objective.”

Rich gazed out at the garden. “Do you think they want control?”

“And recognition,” Sylvia added. “Recognition that’s being forced.”

Rich fell silent for a moment—not because he didn’t understand where the conversation was going, but because he had just realized how deep the implications Sylvia was uncovering truly were. Dusk hung