Zechariah nodded in agreement, but waved Mr. Benjamin’s statements off at the same time.

“The heart is an idiotic thing. Think reputation.”

Zechariah crossed his arms and looked to the ceiling for answers. Was her ‘sunny’ side even that sunny? He would not know nor care. It was when his servant whispered of socialists that he stilled completely.

“What kind of socialists?” he answered back just as quietly.