To the Conquerors, Whitney was more than a general—he was a living legend, a god whose power knew no bounds. Taking on America's responsibility? Child's play. He could conquer the entire world if he wanted.
Merks stood trembling, overwhelmed with excitement. Tears streamed down his face as he realized the Swift family's fortunes were about to skyrocket. By latching onto Whitney's coattails, they could rise from a local Philadelphia family to a powerhouse across Pennsylvania—maybe even the entire United States. His blood boiled with raw enthusiasm.
"It's late," Gavin said, patting Whitney's shoulder. "Remember, you are America's hope, its very future. Whether this country survives depends entirely on you..." He boarded the armed helicopter, disappearing as quickly as he'd arrived.
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