"Just one question, Toby. The men you sent out to pick me up seemed
more interested in shooting than talking. I'm wondering why."
Mallon threw out his hands, "A little misunderstanding, Jackson. You
made it; that's all that counts. Now that you're here, we've got some
planning to do together. I've had it tough these last twenty years.
I started off with nothing: a few hundred scavengers living in the
ruins, hiding out every time Jersey or Dee-Cee raided for supplies. I
built an organization, started a systematic salvage operation. I saved
everything the rats and the weather hadn't gotten to, spruced up my
palace here and stocked it. It's a rich province, Jackson--"
"And now you own it all. Not bad, Toby."
"They say knowledge is power. I had the knowledge."