Exile by K D Buster

Author:K D Buster [Buster, K D]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781951922023
Publisher: Flume Creek Press
Published: 2020-01-18T22:00:00+00:00

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Mustafa waved down the Dubai Creek Yacht and Golf Club drink cart girl. “Iced tea, Dr. Braun?”

“Please.”

The two golfers ogled the small teenager as she poured their drinks.

The elderly East German doctor sipped his iced tea. “The Seventh Seat has opened, Mustafa.”

Mustafa nodded and threw a few bags of pretzels in his golf cart and winked. “Of course.”

“Abby has patiently waited for a seat since the 2013 CABESA Initiative. She has successfully developed the weapon capabilities of The Syndicate for fourteen years.”

Mustafa smiled. “I agree, my friend.”

Dr. Braun walked behind the cart and selected a seven-iron. “What do you think, Mustafa? About one hundred yards?”

Mustafa touched the high-tech screen of his golf cart GPS. “Five-knot headwind component, three-knot left crosswind component, ninety-two yards, and of course we are twelve yards above the pin.”

Dr. Braun smiled. “Of course.”

Mustafa laughed. “You do not like my golf computer.”

Crack!

Dr. Braun struck his ball onto the putting green.

“You’re on the dance floor, my friend.”

“Technology is fine, Mustafa. I have made tens of billions from my five-micron PsytoSCOPE Nanotech RFID’s floating around in everyone’s bloodstream.”

Mustafa selected his six-iron and lined up his shot. “Then what is wrong with knowing the winds and distances exactly?”

Crack!

Mustafa struck his golf ball into the left bunker.

“I began my career in the East German secret police.”

Mustafa plopped into the cart and stepped on his gas pedal. “Explain.”

“Public technology eventually leads to disorder and revolution. The internet is the worst development in the history of mankind.”

“What about your nanotechnology?”

“That’s private technology.” Dr. Braun waved his finger. “PsytoSCOPE nanotech is secretive. Secret technology maintains order.”

Mustafa nodded and stopped the cart near the putting green.

Dr. Braun selected his putter. “What is the timeline for Abby assuming the Seventh Seat of The Syndicate?”

Mustafa grabbed his sand wedge.

Dr. Braun tried to hand him a putter. “You’ll need this putter soon, my friend.”

“Not yet.” Mustafa declined. “Patience, Dr. Braun.”

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