"It's not about who coined it, Lucas. None of that matter anymore," said Rafeek as he paced around the room back and forth. His hands were flailing about as he muttered to himself when he was not talking to either of them.
Davian was astounded by the erratic behaviour and gave Lucas a sideways glance.
The tall man's emotions had gotten the best of him that they were not sure if he was thinking clearly when he uttered those claims. Because if he truly meant what he had said, it only proved that he had been trying to hatch a plot to overthrow those behind the scenes.
"After all these years, I can't believe we fall for that, and we even played right into their traps."
"You kept on saying that, but I still don't understand it. You need to specify exactly how we're being played."
"Yeah, man. Is it REALLY that bad?"
