James Tillman the first exited his private jet, surrounded by two towering guards who made sure no harm of any kind came to him.A limousine awaited him in the parking lot of the airport, and as he made his way towards it, he managed to look through his phone.The news was everywhere now.His son, Lutenant James had bought the entirety of all the companies, corporations and households that made the great city what it was.He was in line to be the supreme ruler. No-one could stop him now. It was destiny.Grabbing his phone, he settled into the lush interior of the limo, then called the man whom he had been trying to reach for hours but had been unsuccessful time and time again because of the international call barrier.“Dad. I've been trying to reach you for days.”James Tillman smiled to himself as he heard the voice of his son. It was an unmatched feeling.It was called pride.“Yes son, same here. Travelling to Egypt to check on the wells I placed there has put quite a toll on me. I