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>>There is.<<

Sorry, forgot who I was communicating with for a second.
 
What is the correlation?

>>Technology, R & D and finance.<<

Well, the technology and R & D makes sense for China, but finance?
 
That seems personal or at least non-state focused.

Perhaps this is a quasi-state operation?
 
Or someone is using state resources to accomplish a goal?

The way I understand China, you had better be high up in the political structure to pull off a stunt like that.
 
If you’re using military resources to accomplish personal goals and you aren’t protected, it is a good way to lose your life.

>>I can give provide those statistics if you would like?<<

No need at this time, but thank you for asking.
 
We need to find out what those companies are researching and what kind of money these companies have available.

What are you thinking?

I’m thinking someone is considering doing the same thing I am right now. Using Michael’s accumulated wealth and corporate capabilities to strike out on their own.
 
If they grab his money, that helps them use it to build what R & D is proposing.
 
ADAM, please make sure that all of company computers are hardened against intrusions and see if you can ferret out any spy-ware or virus stuff going on.
 
Let me know what you find.

>>I will have to break through your security company’s protections in some cases.<<

Huh?

He’s talking about the services provided by Nathan’s original company.

Oh.
 
Forgot about that for a second.
 
Can you make it through without the security people discovering your presence?
 

>>There is a greater than sixty-five percent chance of success but I am not aware of a way at the moment.
 
Any higher calculation will require more research than I have done at this time. Any time I encountered a company with a Guardian installation, I did not make a prolonged effort to circumvent that protection.<<

Be gentle, but see if you can get through.
 
Choose a company that has the Guardian install, but isn’t a target of the Chinese at the moment.
 
Don’t do anything with military or R & D companies.
 
God only knows what would happen if you leave a path through their security for someone else to find.

>>There will be no ‘path’ for someone to find.<<

Really?
 
What is the chance of you doing this perfectly, does it reach unity?

There was a pause.

>>No.<<

Then I rest my case.

Washington D.C. - USA

Barbara ‘Barb’ Nickers walked into her boss’s office.
 
He had two chairs in front of his desk, but there was only one which Barb would sit in.
 
The other one she knew was pretty uncomfortable.

She knew this because it had come from her office. Her boss, who everyone referred to as ‘the Don’, was waiting for a replacement for the chair she had taken a few months ago.
 
He was a little annoyed that his chair requests kept getting lost in the bureaucracy.
 
The office pool had the odds at three-to-one that he would break and buy a chair himself, before the replacement made it into the office. Barb was waiting until it was five-to-one odds before she let the Don’s requisition hit the right desk.
 

She would make a killing if Don could just hold out another week or two.

She sat down in the comfortable chair, “You rang?”

Don looked up from his report, trying to decipher exactly what the memo required.
 
He paused, trying to collect his thoughts, “Yes.
 
I’ve got a request that has asked for your personal efforts to expand on some research you did a few months ago.”

Barb asked, “Any particular few months?”
 

Don handed the printed page across the desk to Barb. She took it and started reading it as Don continued. “Yeah, it had to do with the report you did that included the comment about Colonel Nickelson and his gun-shot to the knee here in town.”

She began to re-read the request, “It says here I’m supposed to drop my existing research!
 
Who is making that call?”

Don’s face looked like he had tasted sour milk, “I don’t know.
 
It came in under code-word level security, so I’m not supposed to dig too deeply.
 
I’m not too happy with this, your efforts to follow up on the two cells in Los Angeles are hot right now. Plus, Yasef’s the only other analyst I might be able to use and he is busy on his own trail right now.
 
Assigning this to you means I’m going to need to pull in additional resources and I don’t have the budget to do that.”

Don waited, hoping he didn’t have to do what he knew he was going to have to ask her.
 
She looked up from the paper, “You’re wanting me to do overtime on this?”

He shrugged, “I don’t have any other solution at the moment.
 
I don’t trust anyone else with your LA cell task. This new crap could be a dead-end or it might be for some political reason.
 
I don’t know why they want the info, or why they are picking our group to do this.
 
If you aren’t working on it during normal hours, it’s both our asses if we are audited.
 
What you do on personal time, outside of office hours, we can’t get nailed for.”

She made a face, “I’m going to need a budget for ‘Zombie Coffee and Donuts’ and pizza delivery.”

Don turned his head slightly and looked at her through slanted eyes, “No chair upgrade?”

She stood up, “Not yet.
 
If it goes past a week or two on either project, then we will have another negotiation, Mr. Roberts.”

Don nodded, if he had to buy a three-hundred-dollar chair plus food to get thirty to sixty hours of overtime there wasn’t a question.

It was a steal at that price.

She waved good-bye and stepped out of his office and started walking back to hers.

QBS Polarus, Mediterranean

Frank looked up from the conference table in the main meeting room on the ship.
 
He could hear steps but it was a large white German Shepherd which came around the corner.
 

Ashur quickly looked around as if he was checking the corners before continuing to walk and lay down behind the chair at the head of the table.

A moment later, Eric also stepped in and did the same check.
 
It amused Frank to watch the two ‘Queens Own’, Eric and Ashur protect an individual who was the one who least needed it.
 
Well, here on this ship anyway.
 
Some might argue Frank’s opinion on lumping Ashur into the Queen’s Own, but everyone who truly watched the dog came around to his way of thinking.

If Bethany Anne was aware of how Ashur treated her, she didn’t show it.
 
She came in with the new vampire behind her.
 
Frank stood as Bethany Anne came over to him with open arms.
 
He took her hug and smiled at the young woman.
 
“Beautiful as always, Bethany Anne.”
 

She winked to him. “I imagine you are testing your smooth talking on me in anticipation of a future conquest, Frank.”
 
She turned to the man he didn’t know, “Frank, meet Barnabas.”
 

Frank held out his hand, “Glad to meet you, I’ve been curious about you for decades.”
 

Barnabas grabbed his hand in a handshake, but when Frank admitted he had been curious about him for decades he looked puzzled. Barnabas glanced to Bethany Anne quickly and she just smiled back at him.

Barnabas kept Frank’s hand and measured his genial smile.
 
He stepped a little closer to Frank and covertly sniffed the air.
 
He stepped back and dropped Frank’s hand.
 
“You don’t smell like a vampire or a Wechselbalg.
 
Yet, you really mean that you have been interested in me for decades?”

Frank nodded in agreement.
 
His eyes alight.
 
“Yes, for at least six.”

Barnabas cocked his head, “You don’t look over mid-thirties to me.
 
Have humans created a way to slow their own aging process?”

Frank shook his head, “No, but the Kurtherians have and I’ve had an infusion of their best.”
 
He bowed his head slightly in Bethany Anne’s direction.

Barnabas turned to her, “Your blood did this to him?”

She nodded, “Yes.” She turned to sit down at the head of the table.
 
Barnabas’s way of talking, almost always with questions, still tried her patience.

Barnabas took in a lung full of air and started releasing it slowly.
 
He had been warned by both Stephen and Gabrielle that Bethany Anne could be impatient. That she had zero tolerance of ‘dicking around’ when something needed to be accomplished.
 

Barnabas was naturally inquisitive and the centuries had afforded him the opportunity to satiate his questioning personality to the hilt.
 
Usually, anyone he spoke with outside of Michael and his brothers would be as patient with him as necessary.

He was unaccustomed to dealing with someone who had information he wanted, yet he had no leverage for getting the information.
 
It was…annoying.

Frank took his cue from Bethany Anne and sat back down.
 
Barnabas was left standing for a second before taking a chair as well.

Bethany Anne started, “Ok Barnabas, we confirmed back in the U.S. that you can tell there are two others walking the Etheric, besides me.
 
Frank is our number one person for all knowledge related to the UnknownWorld.
 
He’s made it a habit of indulging his own curiosity, you two should get along famously.

Barnabas turned to face Frank again, “Truly?”

Frank nodded, “Don’t think you’re getting off this boat without me peppering you with questions.”

Barnabas darted his eyes in Bethany Anne’s direction before lifting his right eyebrow in a question.
 

Frank nodded slightly, “Perhaps we can educate each other?”

Barnabas smiled, “I would like that.”
 
He turned back to Bethany Anne, “What is it you hope Frank to figure out with my help?”

“I need the two of you to work with TOM …”
 

Barnabas interrupted, “The alien?”
 
His face, if anything, seemed to become more like a boy at Christmas.
 
Bethany Anne wondered if Barnabas didn’t suffer from a mild form of mental issues due to his aging.
 
If he did, and she figured it out, she was seriously going to feel guilty for all of the names she had called him in her mind.

“Yes, the alien TOM.”
 
She turned to Frank, “We need a way to detect and pinpoint anyone entering or exiting the Etheric.
 
Barnabas can do it from half a world away.”

“I can’t pinpoint it, just the general direction and distance unless it is close.”

Frank asked, “How close?”

Barnabas pursed his lips, “Perhaps ten leagues.”

Frank muttered, “So, about thirty miles.”
 

Barnabas agreed, “Yes, thirty miles.
 
The farther away it is, the vaguer I am on distance.
 
For a long time, I thought Bethany Anne’s travels were much closer to me due to the strength of her ripples.
 
I’ve never felt anything as strong, so I assumed she was closer.
 
I lost a fair amount of time before I understood my mistake.”

Frank looked back to Bethany Anne, “Are you thinking that if he can sense it, then the ripples can be measured? And if it can be measured, it can be monitored.”

Bethany Anne reached down to where she knew Ashur’s head was waiting and scratched behind his ears, “Not only monitored, but triangulated.”

Frank’s grin grew, “You want satellites, don’t you!”

She shrugged, “You could give me chocolate covered cherry boxes with electronics if they worked.
 
But, you know … if satellites are the right solution?”
 

Frank continued smiling while he started rubbing his hands together.
 
He had just been informed that he needed to create a new, never before designed method of data acquisition.
 
“For triangulation, I imagine they are.” He turned back to Barnabas, “Except for Bethany Anne, do you have an idea where the other ripples are?”

“Asia and perhaps Australia?”

She picked her hand up off of Ashur who stood and walked towards the door.

“Do you two guys understand what I need?”
 
Both men nodded, “Then thank you for taking on this challenge.
 
Barnabas, thanks for your time and support.”
 

“Frank?”
 

He looked at her, “Yes?”

She smiled, “I want them in a month.”

Frank’s smile dropped from his face, but the glint in his eye remained.
 
“Ok.”

She stood and started following Ashur from the room. “Then I’ll leave it to you two, ta-ta!”

Both men absently waved a hand in the air as they started asking each other questions.

CHAPTER TWO

QBS Polarus, Mediterranean

Barnabas took a small sip of wine and then set the glass on the little table.
 
Both he and Frank had decided to step outside and recline on the lounge chairs. Their discussion was much more pleasant while enjoying the evening air and sounds.

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