The strategy meeting was moved back an hour, which gave Rick some time to relax and think about everything. He sat on a stone bench in one of the Divine Temple's gardens, where it was quiet, and looked at the fountain in the middle.
The water sparkled in the evening light, calm and unchanging, but his mind was racing with everything he had learned during the interrogation.
Sebastian's voice said, "You look like someone who just found out the world is going to end soon," and the little butler appeared on the bench next to him.
Rick looked at him. "Well, yeah. No shit, Sherlock."
"Four and a half months until the barriers fall down completely."
"Just as I fucked three milfs, the world is slowly falling towards its end. It's not fucking fair, ain't it?"
Sebastian said, "It's actually four months now."
"The corruption is getting worse faster than we thought, but that's not why I'm here."
Rick raised one eyebrow. "Huh...?"
