Ready
“You can’t run off again either. It’s got a tracking device in it. Go away now, I’m not speaking to you. You have to earn my trust back.” I pushed him out of the room and shut the door. He probably stood out there for a good five minutes in awe.
In those five minutes, I had drawn out the plan, came up with the execution, and contemplated the consequences of the rallies.
We were ready.