"We're not done here. I have more to say. Do you have any questions about what I said so far?"
I'm still trying to wrap my head around what he said. I'm not prepared to start asking questions, but if he's letting me ask, I better come up with something.
"Does this organization have a name?"
"Yes, but only the members are privy to that information."
"What does this secret group do?"
"I can't tell you that," he answers abruptly.
"You ask me if I have questions, and now you won't answer them?"
"I can't answer those particular questions. But I can tell you that the organization I belong to had plans for Royce. Big plans. And now they're scrambling to correct the problem that interfered with those plans."
"I know your son was running for president. And he came out of nowhere and was sud
