The Elder glanced at Grady, hardly fazed by his calm demeanor, and chuckled, "You're making it sound more dire than it is. The council can't go even a day without someone steering the ship, right?"
Grady nodded, "No need to tiptoe around it. You're gunning to replace Keir as the head of the Davis family."
"If that's how you want to see it, I've got nothing else to add," the Elder shrugged, unfazed by the idea of confrontation.
He'd brought in armed men, so he clearly wasn't worried about anything Grady might say in public. Power struggles have always been messy; history's full of them.
The Elder gave a sly smile, "Do you really think we're clueless about Keir’s situation?"
Grady squinted slightly, "So, you do know?"
"The head of the Davis family is in a coma. If word gets out, it's not just internal chaos we’d face; every faction in Merrywoods would start making moves," the Elder sneered.
They had insiders at the hospital and around Grady, keeping tabs on Jim's condition. Why should the Davis family fall into crisis over someone who might never wake up? As the Elder's words sank in, they hit everyone like a thunderclap.
The gravity of the word "coma" had a far bigger impact than the guns aimed at them. This wasn't just about picking a successor anymore; the Davis family was on the brink of a major shakeup.
As everyone was processing this, Grady sighed softly, "Are you so sure Keir’s in a coma?"
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