On a quiet night within the Coventhorne Estate, due to the nearby houses being empty as a complete lockdown had been implemented, the improvised speakers started going static. They produced a buzzing sound, and finally, the voice of a family member could be perceived.
[I know you are hearing this from somewhere else. After we reported our claims to the military, they told me, we were allowed to use this speaker for at least a few minutes.]
It was Dune's voice.
[Everyone is hearing this, you know? So, I'm just going to take it nice and slow. I still have a lot of time to spare, you see.]
"…"
Gin, hearing this from a darkened street, couldn't help but clench his fist, instantly realizing that all of his plans had gone to waste. The meticulous strategy he had built up crumbled, leaving him with only a few cards to play against the family.
That was what Dune was trying to say.
Dune, after a few seconds of silence, continued.
