The explosion sounded muffled and distant from the Presidential Palace. President Ray panicked but remained calm. Andre smiled subtly. It was a quiet peaceful smile. "Power you craved for is slowly cooking, I hope you don't disappoint me when I plate it on a platter," Andre continued his voice carrying a faint glitter of anger. President Ray looked at him quietly. "When should I expect it,"? He asked barely hiding the anticipation in his voice. He had long since accepted a simple fact. To get power, one must go to extreme depths. Depths that disregard moral or human nature. Andre stood up and smiled then walked out of the presidential palace as quietly as he had come.
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The explosion rocked the city.