Reed shook his head, still dazed from the blow that had left it misshapen. His soft, elastic flesh wobbled twice before returning to its handsome shape...
Brilliant and blessed with a lifetime of good fortune, Reed was a little incensed...
The handsome billionaire stood up straight, furious. Gritting his teeth, he said to Alvin, "Is this what you call 'justice'?
Is this what you call a 'trial'?
You decide Johnny's fate through power and force?"
As he rubbed his still slightly crooked jaw, Reed said angrily, "So no one can challenge your opinion, and you can attack anyone you please if they don't suit you.
So how are you any different from the 'immature,' 'selfish,' 'impulsive,' 'criminal' Johnny you keep talking about?
So we don't even have the right to disagree..."
Reed regretted his words the moment they left his mouth. He was much more clearheaded than Johnny, and he knew that the Mutant Registration Act, which Chief George and Alvin were working on together, was genuinely solving problems...
Chief George's credibility, combined with Alvin's influence, would soon restore calm to New York.
Those who had been at a loss after suddenly mutating would find support, and ordinary people afraid of mutants would feel safe...
All of that was right!
But the anger stirred up by Alvin's domineering behavior and violence was not so easy to quell...
Reed was one of the United States' leading scientists, after all. He couldn't stand being pinned to a table by Alvin and having his head smacked a long way off. Especially with that silent cameraman staring at him the whole time...
Looking at Reed glaring at him, Alvin glanced at the stone-faced Chief George, then suddenly spread his hands and smiled. "I plead guilty!
Once this is over, I'll turn myself in to