"I do not need a badge or an army to punish them Richard."
A laugh erupted from the external speakers of Malcolm's armored suit. The sound filled the heated cabin of the snow crawler.
"I did not spend three billion dollars to buy a hollow crown," Malcolm stated. "I have zero desire to rule over a camp of starving parasites."
Richard leaned forward on the leather bench. He tried to salvage his grand proposition.
"Holding absolute authority over Cynthia and Caroline is the ultimate revenge," Richard argued. "You can dictate every second of their miserable lives."
Malcolm shook his armored head. The massive helmet gleamed in the dim cabin light.
"The freezing air is doing it for free," Malcolm said. His voice lacked any human warmth.
Malcolm looked out the reinforced window at the buri
