[b]And then Grant just smiled. He’d done it. He’d broken Bedlam apart and seen what had made him tick. And now he’d use that to his advantage.[/b] “If this was really you, and you were really like your father, then why am I not dead? Why am I not the one with a few ounces of lead inside of them right now? You wouldn’t even have to wait to get power.” [b]Grant got up, walking to where his pistol had been tossed. He walked over to Bedlam, handing him the gun.[/b] “If you’re no coward, shoot me right now like you say you will. Kill me. Either way this goes, the world outside us does nothing but win. I die and you starve to death in any situation. So you gonna get that one last taste of blood?” [b]Grant sits back down.[/b] “Face it, kid. I love you and you love me. We’re family. Something is holding you back or I’d already be dead by now. And if you prove me wrong and shoot me, then all you’re doing is speeding up the process for the both of us.”