#Chapter 309: Future Alpha King

Other than the occasional random hookup, which has been admittedly very sparse lately, the brothers don’t entertain very many visitors at the Pyramid. So it is unusual when I walk down toward the kitchen and find Neil in the living room with a pair of middle-aged strangers in ill-fitting suits. None of them are sitting. Instead, they stand around each other, the two strangers talking animatedly in Neil’s direction, as Neil listens with his arms crossed and his head dipped low. They haven’t spotted me yet, so I duck for cover into the corner near the entryway and eavesdrop. I’d feel bad about it, except I’m more concerned about what’s happening here. If Neil is in some kind of trouble, I’m ready and willing to jump to his defense. “Now is the perfect moment,” one man says. “Your moment. Neil, there’s no better time to start your political career.” “With your father’s future uncertain, the people are looking for someone who can move the kingdom forward. Stabilize things. You are