"Have any of you heard about what happened in New Sparta?" asked Sinclair. The pink-haired woman's voice echoed in the silence amongst them.
"Ah, yes. The gathering of the Beastfolks," said Wracken. "That place had become even more important than we originally thought."
"That one, I can agree with," said Zander. "Our Oscorpe sub-branch has reported many things about that place."
Every single one of the Conglomerate leaders all nodded their heads. Except for the man at the top spot of the circle.
"Hm? Has something happened while I was gone?" Yze asked with a smile on his face. He seemed excited, like a dog having been told that he was about to get something juicy.
They all looked at the Vanderbilt Lion.
"You've been enjoying your retirement way too much, my old friend," said Zander Oscorpe. "There have been major developments in New Sparta. Things that, I have no doubt, you will be interested in."
Yze Oscorpe leaned on the table. "Oh, like what?"
