go.”
She dragged him to his feet and started pulling him away . H e ripped himself from her grasp and spun around . “Chris!”
“Yes, Monson.”
“I still have questions.”
“Ahh…yes , but it seems our conversation has been cut short. I will allow you one and answer it if I can.”
Monson paused , wondering if this was really what he wanted to know. He made the decision in a flash . In reality , he did not even need to ask the full question but merely said, “ T he mask , Baroty.”
Baroty answered slowly and deliberately , lifting a hand and exaggerating his movement s. “Like I said before , Mr. Grey .”
He pulled at his gloved fingers one by one.
“We can’t all be as brave … as you.”
Baroty peeled the glove and stretched out his hand.
Monson stared at the hand of Christopher Baroty and the thin white scars that covered them.
***
Monson, Molly and Artorius trotted along the path leading from the I nner G ardens of T he GM back to the main pathway that connected it with The Barracks.
“Why didn’t you tell me that Baroty wanted to see you?”
Molly sounded incredibly angry . Monson’s own disposition mirror ed hers .
“Because I didn’t know I should . Why didn’t you tell me who was coming? That he wanted to see me? You obviously knew. What ’s all this about? What about grandfather’s shares in the Conglomerate?”
Molly sighed as she glanced around , apparently looking for eavesdroppers. “ I suppose now is as good a time as any. You r grandfather left you …well, everything , Monson. His houses in Washington, California, Florida , England, France and all of his property in Asia. He left you his car s , weapon s and coin collections. But m ost important , he left you his investment portfolio , which include s forty-four percent of the Baroty Conglomerate.”
Monson almost did something extremely corny, like digging in his ear before asking Molly to repeat herself. But h e did not, as humor did not seem appropriate in this situation . He did, however, stare at Molly in confusion as he spoke. “Molly , when we first discussed coming here, about the money and all that stuff, why didn’t you tell me?”
“I’m sorry , Monson . ” S he sounded like she meant it . “But think about my position for a moment. How was I supposed to tell you about all this when you couldn’t even remember your grandfather? It’s a bit too much for any kid to handle. Sweet ie, I don’t think you get it. You r grandfather was one of the richest people in the world. This of course means that now you are. Why do you think I wanted to get you in to this school so badly?”
Monson started to interrupt but Molly preempted him. “I know you ’re upset , Monson honey, and I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I really am. But you have to trust things like this to me. I am your guardian , after all , and I might not be able to do much , but at least I can take care of your inheritance.”
“It ’s funny you should mention that , Molly,” said Artorius, finally speaking up . “I ’ ve been wondering about that for a while now . E ver since I found out that Monson’s g randfather was th e elusive silent partner of Christopher Baroty , I ’ ve been thinking about his estate and a little about his reasons for coming here. Molly , you knew Monson before the incident at the bridge , right? ”
Molly nodded her head slowly.
“Do you know why Monson and his g randfather were so keen to get Monson in as the Horum Vir ?”
Molly replied regretfully . “He only talked to me about it on occasion , Arthur . W hy do you ask?”
“ Well, it’s a bit on the weird side. With all that wealth , why go through the trouble of becoming the Horum Vir ? The position is extremely flash y and let ’ s face it , Monson’s not really a flashy guy .”
“A lot of it had to do with running under the radar—”
Monson interjected . “ But Molly , that doesn’t make any sense. What about the Horum