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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4499635" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Silicon Dreams: Part 2—The Bluff</strong></p><p></p><p>A black limousine pulled up to the non-descript headquarters for CCS. Hammer was in the driver’s seat dressed like a limo driver. Archive sat next to him dressed in a security uniform. In the back, Guppy and Jim-Bean wore tailored suits. </p><p></p><p>Hammer lowered the driver’s side window. “Mr. Jaxter here to see a Mr. Morrow.”</p><p></p><p>The security guard looked askance at the limo. Hammer noted that there were tired shredders in addition to the gate barring their entrance. CCS took its security seriously.</p><p></p><p>“ID please?”</p><p></p><p>Hammer handed him the forged papers. Majestic-12’s covers were usually impenetrable. </p><p></p><p>The security guard picked up a phone. There was a lot of “uh huhs,” and “yeahs,” and then finally an “okay, I’ll tell them.” He turned back to Hammer. “Mr. Jaxter’s busy right now but he’s happy to make an appointment.”</p><p></p><p>They expected this. Jim-Bean rolled down the window. “Who is this?” he shouted in his best eurotrash accent. “Who are these people? Why are they not letting us in?”</p><p></p><p>“Sorry sir,” said Hammer, feigning discomfort. “I’m sure they’ll let us in.”</p><p></p><p>“You!” Jim-Bean pointed at the security guard. “Who are you?”</p><p></p><p>“Me, sir?” The guard stuttered. “I-I’m afraid I can’t let you in without an appointment.”</p><p></p><p>“An appointment? Are you serious? Do you know who I am?” Jim-Bean threw up his hands. “Do you know who I have with me? I heard about this Navi system and I want in!”</p><p></p><p>“You’re welcome to call Mr. Morrow’s office…”</p><p></p><p>“No,” said Jim-Bean curtly. “I don’t not feel very welcome at all!” He whirled and pointed at Hammer from inside the limousine. “You! Get this insolent cur on the phone!”</p><p></p><p>“Right away sir.” Hammer leaned over to the security guard. “If you could give me the phone number?”</p><p></p><p>The guard nodded and handed a card to him. Hammer punched in the number and handed the cell phone. Before he could answer, Jim-Bean leaned forward and snatched it from him.</p><p></p><p>“Hello? Who is this?”</p><p></p><p>“This is Mr. Morrow’s secretary,” said a husky feminine voice. “How may I help you sir?”</p><p></p><p>“This is Mr. Jaxter! Perhaps you’ve heard of me? The billionaire? I saw the GNN press release about the Navi system and I want to speak with Mr. Morrow right now!”</p><p></p><p>“I’m sorry sir, but you’ll have to make an appointment.”</p><p></p><p>“An appointment?” Jim-Bean barked out a laugh. “I have one of the world’s most renowned computer specialists with me and he wants an appointment? What kind of operation is this?”</p><p></p><p>The woman’s voice never wavered. She dealt with rude snobs all the time. “Sir, I’m sure Mr. Morrow is very interested in what you have to say, but I’m afraid you’ll have to make an appointment.”</p><p></p><p>“I don’t believe this!” He threw the cell phone down on the ground and shouted at it. “You tell Mr. Morrow that when he finds time, he can call me at this number! I’ll be at the Frederico Steak House for the next few hours!” He kicked Hammer’s seat. “Drive! Get me away from this junk factory!”</p><p></p><p>Hammer glowered at him. “Yes, sir.” Then he threw the limo in reverse and forcefully hit the gas, jarring Jim-Bean and Guppy.</p><p></p><p>As they pulled away, Jim-Bean sighed. “I know, I deserved that.”</p><p></p><p>The team kept up the façade at Frederico’s, eating steaks and drinking wine. Or at least, Guppy and Jim-Bean did. Hammer and Archive at their meals at a separate table.</p><p></p><p>Still no call.</p><p></p><p>They headed back to a swanky hotel room, large enough for all four of them.</p><p></p><p>“Remember,” said Jim-Bean. “Don’t let yourself be seen walking the halls or it’ll blow our cover.”</p><p></p><p>“Do you think we can afford this?” asked Guppy nervously. The CIFA credit card had taken several large hits in the name of Jim-Bean’s façade. </p><p></p><p>“Think of it this way,” said Jim-Bean, wrapped in a silk robe. “I’m spending the money you saved on SPIDER transport.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4499635, member: 3285"] [b]Silicon Dreams: Part 2—The Bluff[/b] A black limousine pulled up to the non-descript headquarters for CCS. Hammer was in the driver’s seat dressed like a limo driver. Archive sat next to him dressed in a security uniform. In the back, Guppy and Jim-Bean wore tailored suits. Hammer lowered the driver’s side window. “Mr. Jaxter here to see a Mr. Morrow.” The security guard looked askance at the limo. Hammer noted that there were tired shredders in addition to the gate barring their entrance. CCS took its security seriously. “ID please?” Hammer handed him the forged papers. Majestic-12’s covers were usually impenetrable. The security guard picked up a phone. There was a lot of “uh huhs,” and “yeahs,” and then finally an “okay, I’ll tell them.” He turned back to Hammer. “Mr. Jaxter’s busy right now but he’s happy to make an appointment.” They expected this. Jim-Bean rolled down the window. “Who is this?” he shouted in his best eurotrash accent. “Who are these people? Why are they not letting us in?” “Sorry sir,” said Hammer, feigning discomfort. “I’m sure they’ll let us in.” “You!” Jim-Bean pointed at the security guard. “Who are you?” “Me, sir?” The guard stuttered. “I-I’m afraid I can’t let you in without an appointment.” “An appointment? Are you serious? Do you know who I am?” Jim-Bean threw up his hands. “Do you know who I have with me? I heard about this Navi system and I want in!” “You’re welcome to call Mr. Morrow’s office…” “No,” said Jim-Bean curtly. “I don’t not feel very welcome at all!” He whirled and pointed at Hammer from inside the limousine. “You! Get this insolent cur on the phone!” “Right away sir.” Hammer leaned over to the security guard. “If you could give me the phone number?” The guard nodded and handed a card to him. Hammer punched in the number and handed the cell phone. Before he could answer, Jim-Bean leaned forward and snatched it from him. “Hello? Who is this?” “This is Mr. Morrow’s secretary,” said a husky feminine voice. “How may I help you sir?” “This is Mr. Jaxter! Perhaps you’ve heard of me? The billionaire? I saw the GNN press release about the Navi system and I want to speak with Mr. Morrow right now!” “I’m sorry sir, but you’ll have to make an appointment.” “An appointment?” Jim-Bean barked out a laugh. “I have one of the world’s most renowned computer specialists with me and he wants an appointment? What kind of operation is this?” The woman’s voice never wavered. She dealt with rude snobs all the time. “Sir, I’m sure Mr. Morrow is very interested in what you have to say, but I’m afraid you’ll have to make an appointment.” “I don’t believe this!” He threw the cell phone down on the ground and shouted at it. “You tell Mr. Morrow that when he finds time, he can call me at this number! I’ll be at the Frederico Steak House for the next few hours!” He kicked Hammer’s seat. “Drive! Get me away from this junk factory!” Hammer glowered at him. “Yes, sir.” Then he threw the limo in reverse and forcefully hit the gas, jarring Jim-Bean and Guppy. As they pulled away, Jim-Bean sighed. “I know, I deserved that.” The team kept up the façade at Frederico’s, eating steaks and drinking wine. Or at least, Guppy and Jim-Bean did. Hammer and Archive at their meals at a separate table. Still no call. They headed back to a swanky hotel room, large enough for all four of them. “Remember,” said Jim-Bean. “Don’t let yourself be seen walking the halls or it’ll blow our cover.” “Do you think we can afford this?” asked Guppy nervously. The CIFA credit card had taken several large hits in the name of Jim-Bean’s façade. “Think of it this way,” said Jim-Bean, wrapped in a silk robe. “I’m spending the money you saved on SPIDER transport.” [/QUOTE]
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