“Alma, I’m going to be frank,” I said. “I don’t like you. You supported Levistus while he was alive, and you voted to sentence me to death, not once but over and over again. If you were to drop dead of a heart attack, I wouldn’t lose a moment’s sleep. But Richard is a far worse enemy to me than you will ever be. If I were in a room with you, Richard, and a gun with two bullets, I’d shoot Richard twice. Does that answer your question?”
