'If I'm not ready to give it up, then…'
I breathed out a long sigh.
'Then what should I do?'
As simple of a question as this appeared to be, I really didn't have any smart answer to it.
Risk it all, ignoring the potential of dangerous consequences? Or was there anything I could do to actually alleviate those risks?
Or maybe…
Or maybe it wasn't something that I should bother with right now, when my foundation of power in this town was still only in the stage of making its first baby steps?
'Oh, just how much easier it would be if all I had to do was oversee the construction of the charcoal kilns…'
This, sadly, was but a fool's idea. Because what I shared with Greg weren't only the blueprints for the kiln I've used, but the general principle of how charcoal came to be.