Knowing the why's and how's

'Stop your riddles and say clearly Rose', I spat the words. 'Erica...Erica...Erica, you always had a problem with power. First, Raphael when he made you a workhorse, now, me for not spilling my guts faster. It's ok though, as this will be your last conversation... I will tell you. You know, as a friend', she said sarcastically before continuing replying to my questions, 'so, where was I? Oh, yes, children. Me and my brother. Where does Sophie fit into this?', she tapped her finger on the Chin and said, 'right in the middle of it. We are... the three musketeers' 'I won't believe you', I said, not wanting to see the image she is projecting. 'Whatever! Believe it or not. Just because you closed your eyes doesn't mean it's dark outside. However, I agree she was not part of the plan in the beginning. It all started four years ago. My mother's bedtime story on her deathbed, made us realize what we are missing. Money. The power that comes with money. But we couldn't just barge in and