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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tokiwong" data-source="post: 1403542" data-attributes="member: 961">InterludeHighrise, Downtown Barcelona, Spain 1900 Local Time...The image replayed on the screen several times.  Startling images of sexual deviancy, burning a cherished yet potentially career breaking image on the scene.  The man looked up from the image, his round corpulent face grim, “How did you get this?” he replied in a sharp staccato like voice.The thin man sitting across from him just smiled, “That is not important but the ramifications of a well to do, United Nations liaison for the Justice Elite.  I mean how old is he, fifteen, fourteen, foreign.  This could cause a stir for you and your organization, not to mention your wife and kids.”The man’s face turned red with rage, “You bastard!”“Now, now Mr. Gutierrez, please settle down.  If you do as instructed then this information can be destroyed, and you can continue whatever it is, that makes you happy.  Your vote is crucial, and my employer would like for Kelly Mitchell to be added to the team.  It is win-win, and besides you now have a vested interest in this matter,” the thin man replied.Mr. Gutierrez scowled, “And what does she get out of it hmm?” “I would not worry about her,” he stood, “I assume you will make the right decision this evening.  I understand your close ties to Mr. McCallister, and I commend them.  But don’t let your loyalty force you into the wrong decision.  These icky little situations have a way of getting out of hand.  Images get leaked, and careers, lives just end, and a culmination of a life’s work can come to a screeching halt.”Mr. Gutierrez did not reply as the thin man left the room.  As he stepped outside, into the elevator, he opened his personal communication device (PCD), and accessed an encrypted line.  A boy’s voice answered, “Talk to me Mr. Smith.”“I have just finished securing all the votes needed, sir.  Mr. Gutierrez will follow along, I can assure you of that.  Is there anything else you require, sir?” Mr. Smith replied, as he glanced to his watch and straightened his tie.“Yes, have something nice delivered to Miss Mitchell on the morrow.  Make it memorable and keep me informed of the details,” the boy replied.Mr. Smith replied “Sir if it is not too bold, why are you going to such-”“Pure and simple, Mr. Smith.  I am a boy and she is a beautiful woman, and an elite.  She has qualities I can exploit, and I have ways of keeping her under my thumb, it’s a perfect relationship.  Besides if you saw what she was wearing when I called her earlier…” his voice trailed for a moment, “I want her.”“Understood sir,” Mr. Smith replied, “I will take care of all the arrangements.”</blockquote>

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