Chapter 291 Elections

"How can that be possible?" Kate whispered, her voice barely above the evening breeze. Her eyes were wide as she stared at Victor. "Are you serious? If Charles Wheeler died in that explosion years ago, how is he standing here, alive, giving speeches and running the country? Are you sure the information wasn't a mistake?" Victor turned away from the fading sunset, his expression grave. The city lights below were starting to twinkle like distant stars. He leaned back against the balustrade, folding his arms as if holding in the weight of what he'd just revealed. "The information is authentic. As far as how Wheeler cheated death is concerned, I don't know yet. Resurrection like this, that is, coming back from a confirmed death, would require something beyond ordinary medicine." "It would either be very advanced science, or perhaps experimental tech we've only heard whispers about, or," he paused before adding, "something supernatural." Kate opened her mouth to scoff. The word "supernatura