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"Confess this to my first brother. He'll know what to do."

For a moment, silence enveloped the room as Stephen stared at Slater in disbelief. "You want me to tell Atlas that I tried to… end the chairman?" By the end of his sentence, he had to whisper his words. "Are you out of your mind?!"

"Yes, I want you to tell him." Slater nodded. "Except for the part about me and that I told you to do this, of course."

"Why?" Stephen gasped. "Why would you want me to tell Atlas? Can't you just help me yourself?"

"I can, but then again, it raises the stakes of getting my cover blown. I've already taken the risk and revealed it to you, just because I want you to trust me, even though there's an easier way to handle this situation."