Jay had made his way over to the fridge, and grabbed a bottle of coke from it, opening the lid and throwing it into the air, taking a sip of it as he walked back into the living room, just as Mel sat down. He leant against the side of the couch, and looked to his father, sipping his drink as he spoke.<br/><br/><em>Great.</em>"So I'm guessing this isn't just a normal security system?" he asked, after his father had finished speaking. "I'm guessing the cameras, microphones and motion sensors stay on after you enter the system, right?" he said, knowing that would be typical old dad. "So you know who is where doing what?" he furthered, then rolled his eyes.<br/><br/>He was 22 and his father treated him like he was a teenager. He treated all his sons and daughters as though they were children. If there was ever something to bring Jay down, it would have to have been his father. But this... This he could just see going bad. He didn't know any of these men, and would dare say they'd changed a lot since serving with his father. He couldn't say he hoped he knew what his father was doing, because he didn't. His father's power went to his head, and his need to control his several sons and daughters would someday cause something to happen that he could never make up for.