The Great Godmother
“That’s monstrous!”
“He’s been lying to all of us!”
James crumbled to the floor, his face ashen, mumbling over and over, “No… No, it’s fake… It’s all fake…”
“Fake?” I walked up to him and threw a folder in his face. “This is Luke’s phone. It was recovered from the explosion site. The data was restored by our people. Luke had recorded that video when he sensed something was wrong.
“Now, James,” I said coldly, “do you have anything left to say?”