Molokov had to admit that there was a certain beauty in watching Lionel work. For all his great talk of ideology and the common brotherhood of man, his true creed was power and the use of it. Lionel had power and effortlessly wielded it - how could he not enjoy seeing this?

"Nor will they be," he added, his dark eyes gleaming. "I know this farm boy is not here. And Lex? Well. My dear comrade Walter is taking care of that. We have all the time in the world, the three of us."