Sunday, July 3, 2011

The Duldroms

“I trust you have a compelling reason for not compromising ms. garner?” It was a question and more importantly a threat and you guessed it, it was the magistrate, pisseder than pissed.

But martin didn’t seem too concerned but maybe he was. Because he thought more than felt, jacob had despotic control over his facial expressions. “They would just find someone else. According to my investigations the resistance has taken roots and simply cutting off the top won’t keep it down, if you’ll forgive the metaphor. Many of garner’s current advisers, if you will, were leading there own groups before they consolidated under her. It wouldn’t be hard for them to return to leadership. What’s more, garner has a pressure point: mobile nine. With all the company’s media attention, public scandal could be pulled off by even our interns. I doubt we could do the same with another leader. Also taking mr. wishmacher was the worse thing I could have done to ms. garner.”

The magistrate just stared.

“I presume your silence means you begrudgingly accept my logic. If you will excuse me, I have some articles you want me to write.” And with no further dismissal jacob walked out of the room leaving the magistrate staring. martin definitely wasn’t too concerned, but the magistrate would deal with that soon enough.

While jacob went home to write slander articles against Foggistan for the magristrate, elizabeth was busy figuring all about mr. landers activities at 257 e. mahogany. Of course, landers would be in charge of the prisoners kept at that address (the one mr. martin must have left at her house after the fiasco at the morgue). Once again, martin was using her to take his rival down a notch. elizabeth hated being played. Her pride wanted so much to just leave the prisoners to spite jacob but she knew that was terrible base but she still dreamed about doing it. The more she learned about 257 e. mahogany, the more complicated her rescue plan became. However, it would take much longer for her plan to reach fruition.

nilbmah had reached the doldrum calm before the storm.

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