Today, each of you will make a decision, Caine said. To go with Sam, or to stay here. I wont try to stop anyone, and I wont hold it against anyone. He placed his hand over his heart. For those who choose to stay, let me be very clear: I will be in charge. Not as a mayor, but as a king. My word will be law. My decisions will be final.That caused some murmuring, most of it unhappy.But Ill also do everything I can to leave each of you alone. Quinn, if he chooses to stay, can still fish. Albert, if he chooses to stay, will still run his business. Freaks and normals will be treated equally.He seemed about to add something else but caught himself after a sidelong look at Toto.The silence lengthened and Sam knew it was time for him to speak. In the past hed always had Astrid at his side for things like this. He was not much of a speaker. And in any case, he didnt have much to say.Anyone who goes with me has a vote in how we do stuff. I guess Ill be more or less in charge, but well probably choose some other people, create a council like . . . Well, hopefully better than we had before. And, um . . . He was tempted to laugh at his own pitiful performance. Look, people, if you want someone, some . . . king, good grief, to tell you what to do, stay here. If you want to make more of your own decisions, well, come with me.He hadnt said enough to even cause Toto to comment.You know which side Im on, people, Brianna yelled. Sams been carrying the load since day one.It was Caine that saved us, a voice cried out. Where was Sam?The crowd seemed undecided. Caine was beaming confidence, but Sam noticed that his jaw clenched, his smile was forced, and he was worried.
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