25 October, 2011

[SFAP] Chapter 12:9

This is the ninth section of the twelfth chapter of Sonnets from a Proton. The novel starts here.
The next section is here.

“Fine I’ve had it. No I’m not a relative of Stephen Fillwick I am Stephen Fillwick”
“No really, you surprise me” replied James sarcastically.
“How the hell did you know?”
“Please, one of the wealthiest men on Earth develops a procedure giving him virtual immortality. Then a young genius responsible for most of the greatest developments in Fillwick’s recent history comes out of nowhere. To cap it all you change your identity from Stephen Fillwick to Laurence Stephens. Please even Clark Kent managed a better disguise than that and at least wasn’t stupid enough to carry on going by the same name.”
“You can’t have known”
“Immortality is the biggest news in the history of mankind. You’ve managed to buy your way into it but you know full well you weren’t the first to have it”
“You weren’t one of the test subjects?”
“Oh wouldn’t that be sweet irony? Your test subject whose life you recklessly endangered to further your own now has you in his grasp” James smiled “No, but you’re not the only rich man who can buy his way into medical history.”
“Should I know you then as another past acquaintance”
“No, old money I’m afraid. All comes from a million tenants paying their sweat to my great grandparents. You’d no more have noticed me than a tiger would notice a whale. Well that’s not quite true, I am responsible for re-building man’s occupation of the asteroid belt, so i guess indirectly I am a supplier of your, but no more than that.”
“Right so stop this attack now it was not the deal.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Who do you think was your contact inside Fillwick then?”
“Ah, treachery from the top.”
“Someone had to make sure you followed through on your plans.”
“See that’s it, I knew whoever it was in Fillwick that was trying to start a war preferably a guerrilla war so that there would be lots of high tech equipment needed rather than massive amounts of brute force and it almost worked.”
“So if you want continued support and intel then you’ll stop this attack on Earth now. Destroying the Freedom was not the plan.”
“No but it had a far better effect that what you had in mind, don’t worry we’ll use the best of you plan. Plus a few ideas of my own.”
“You were supposed to stay in the asteroid belt.”
“Like guerrillas of the past stayed in the forest, no thanks I don’t know what the modern equivalent of napalm is, but I’m sure you’ve got something cooked up ready to sell and I plan to be nowhere near it.”
“So they’ll just turn on the civilians in the belt instead”
“Maybe, but they either won’t put up much of a fight, or they’ll help the cause. Either way it’s all good.”
“So what have you planned?”
“I’m not telling, but it’ll be effective, trust me.”

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