"Leo, you've taught me many things, and the most important one is that chaos is a ladder."
"The ladder is in place now, and the fire is burning brightly."
"Wouldn't it be a shame to put the fire out now?"
The other end of the line fell deathly silent.
Leo seemed to realize something.
"Aston, what are you trying to do?"
"I want to let the fire burn a little longer."
Monroe's voice turned cold and sinister.
"You see, public opinion is currently attacking Washington and the insurance companies. That's great."
"But this fire hasn't reached where it needs to burn yet."
"And where is that?"
"Your place."
Monroe abruptly hung up the phone.
He stared at the now-dark receiver, the smile on his face slowly twisting into a snarl.
Of course, he wasn't going to pardon Luigi.
At least, not now.
He had spoken with Washington.
Raymond Walker's tone on the phone had been friendlier than ever before.
They had reached a new consensus.
