Out of options, Tracey defended herself. Her body relaxed.
“Bree Prexy, listen, he’s right. I made a mistake fighting you, and I want to discuss the whole seceding thing with the Coterie, at least. Please let me go. I care about the citizens here. I want what’s best for them.”
“Stop it. These are merely the consequences of your actions. And you deserve this, and I am sick of you and your little run-down city. Everyone treats me like some kid and then expects me to grow up. Well, guess what? I am in charge now and will exercise the power everyone wants me to use. Let today be a testament to the birth of a new Prexy. I’m not my father, and I will never be. Make sure you tell him hello on my behalf.”
“Bree Prexy!” Skylar hollered
But it was too late.