“Because there’s usually a lot of fucking truth in them,” Randy snapped. “I know what the world of politics is all about. I know how sleazy those in power can be. Justice is a lie ninety-five percent of the time. Tell him, Lyle. Tell him what youthink. If your dad trusts your instincts so very much, then tell him what those instincts are telling you. Because you think there’s some truth in what I’m saying. I can read it all over your face.”
“About the Committee, yes,” Lyle agreed. “About Rafe, no. Rafe’s here for a reason, just like the rest of us are.” He leveled his gaze with Randy and prayed that the concept was going to break through Randy’s anger. “Just like you are. You don’t think something greater than luck or coincidence brought you here? You don’t think that you were meant to be part of this? Arius met youfirst. You were part of this before any of us were.”
“So you think—”