It wasn't hard to overhear them talking. The Master hid nothing from him. There was no need to hide. One could feel their resistance even when they didn't speak.
"He's dangerous," Strom said. They were three rooms away, but One heard every word through his link with the Master. "You didn't see him, you weren't there."
Strom flinched away from the Master. It wasn't true and the man knew it. The Master was everywhere.
"We are loyal to you," Strom went on. "We do your bidding without question. Why is he necessary?"
"Not just him, Strom," the Master said in his soft and soothing voice. "But many more like him. Soon you will all be as perfect as One."
Such disbelief. Such terror. And yet resisting the inevitable was so unnecessary, such a waste of precious energy. When the time came, One w
