Monsters of the Apocalypse by Rawlins Jordan

Author:Rawlins, Jordan [Rawlins, Jordan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-07-03T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 52

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"Mr. President, why have you called me here?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Moreno, were you busy?"

"No, but I do enjoy being alive. I'm not sure being here with you is a step towards staying that way."

Victor Moreno nervously traced his mustache with his index finger, his eyes focused on the two snifters of cognac on the desk between him and October Carnegie.

"You mean because I beat one of your colleagues to death or because you and all of your living colleagues, including my uncle, met in Founders' Hall last night to plan how to kill me?"

Victor Moreno shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He reached out and grabbed a snifter of cognac and twirled it with a smile.

"A little of both, I suppose."

"I understand. Do you feel powerless?"

"I'm one of the most powerful men in the world, Mr. Carnegie."

October smiled and lifted the other glass.

"Are you? At Founders' Hall, did they listen to you? Did you even speak? The last time I met with all of the Founders on the mainland, my uncle spoke, Rockefeller spoke, Hintao spoke… you listened. You sat there and you listened. At the time, I thought you were simply weak, going along for the ride, with no opinion. I've changed my mind recently. I now think you were smart. Those who speak commit themselves. Those who stay quiet have options. You have options, Mr. Moreno."

"What options do you mean?"

"Their plot won't work, Mr. Moreno. They don't know that. Even if they did, they're committed. I'd like you to think about that. I'd like you to think about what will happen when their plot fails. I'd like you to think about where you want to be when their plot fails. I want you to think about how you might be useful to me when their plot fails."

"I'm not sure I follow."

"I'll explain. To be honest, the military doesn't adore me. They were promised that they were here to protect one group of people, and that another group of people, the ones they left behind, their grandmothers and best friends, were to be cured. Instead they had to sit by and watch them die. It was necessary, but they can't see that yet. Your son is a respected Three Star General. Because of your son, you carry weight that no other Founder does with the military. Those brave men! I appreciate that. I could use that. I'd like you to think about that."

Victor Moreno nodded his head slightly.

"That is all, you can go, Mr. Moreno."

Victor Moreno got up and walked towards the door. He stopped just before leaving and pointed at the screen on the wall. At that moment, the image on the screen was a series of meaningless numbers and letters, glowing bright white, before fading away leaving nothing but Nestor's point of view.

"Tell me, Mr. President, the codes that appear on Nestor's feed, do you know who sends them?"

"Of course, Mr. Moreno. I do."

"Who are you sending them to? Do you have connections on the mainland?"

October winked with a conspiratorial grin.

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