Johnâs mind wandered to his father and grandfather, both reverends in Braintree. He was once destined to follow in their footsteps, but fate had much larger plans for him after his father passed. There was hardly any point of speaking to the otherâs rant, so he answered his question instead. âThink of me as a protective father. Quick to judge. Quick to greet you on the front porch with a shotgun.âÂ
âYou certainly do have a flair for the dramatic, donât you? Amazing youâve made it this long with the whole âhey, have I mentioned Iâm really, really old?â spiel.â John made a face that conveyed that he obviously didnât believe the otherâs government takeover timeframe. âSurveillance? Itâs not like youâre robbing a bank.âÂ
âI only use it when itâs needed,â he said bluntly. âAge may mean something to those moving through time, but not those stuck in a single instance over, and over.â Or perhaps that was just one Vince managed to see it. Heâd been around long enough to know that sometimes the right and proper way was never the best. Especially, when dealing with people who lived, and ultimately died.
âBut, no. Itâs not. Robbing a bank is something easy, you get in, and you get out. Rarely do you ever come back. Taking over a government? That takes time. People who have tried usually fail, to do something like that would take.... insider information. Someone inside the government itself in key positions.â A pause. âThink of it as... a wolf in the herd.â
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