Sorry, Too Late
They thought they were recording Graham's most glorious moment, but instead the phones captured his utter defeat.
Cain's deep voice boomed, "That's what you get for smearing my faction and trying to replace me, Graham!"
His voice crushed Graham's soul. Alistair turned his eyes to Graham, and the old man went down on his knees out of pure terror. "Please, please, spare us, Mr. Solomon! We're sorry! I shouldn't have smeared your name! Please, I'm not worth your time! Let me go!"
Graham slapped himself as hard as he could while he pleaded for his life.