Andrew smiled and asked, "Well, there it is. You want to stay in the Chamber but be free from my authority? Then what am I? Just a decoration sitting in the chairman's seat?"

Cillian arrogantly spat his lit cigar right onto the floor, the very picture of disrespect. Looking Andrew dead in the eye, he mocked, "I never called you a decoration… but if that's how you want to interpret it, I won't stop you."

Andrew was still all smiles. "Mr. Ulrich, I suggest you think this through. Our Chamber o