The younger son Kohl takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down to analyze. "They promised that if we can help maintain order in the Houston region and recognize the new ruling authority at the appropriate time, our oil contracts, port usage rights, and even... those businesses that weren't very compliant before, can all be pardoned, or even get more state government projects."
"This damn thing is making us traitors! Traitors to the country!"
The elder son Marcus roars, his face flushed red, fists clenched. "Father! We can't listen to these bastards! President Paul is still holding on in Austin, Texas kids are fighting desperately by the Red River against the Louisianans! Are we going to turn around and lick the boots of the Mexicans? The Brelock family's 140-year reputation will be completely ruined! We'll be condemned in the history books!"
"Reputation?!"
