Chapter 4
Nevel clamped down on the world. He forced his fist down the throat of Lady Liberty and she would thank him for it. He monitored private communications, and controlled the states with a will.
Agencies went on silent recruiting runs. Within five years, Nevel planned on ruling the entire world. He already had influence around the globe, right now, he needed an army.
Presently, the evil emperor was watching a factory at work. What was once a prototype helicopter now had a name. The Turkey was his pride and joy. Nevel was not without a sense of human. The bulk towards the front of the vehicle gave it the physical look, but the origin of the name was from Benjamin Franklin, who wanted to adopt the turkey as the national bird.
It was funny to Nevel. So, they were called turkeys. When they made their big debut nobody would think it was a dumb name, they would be too busy screaming and yelling. Perhaps some mother would lose her adorable, small child in a crowd of dying civilians. The child would be screaming for a parent that would never come. Nevel chuckled darkly. His time had come. Freddie had banished himself into the basement of the towers. With some effort, he could undermine the whole plan, but the young inventor was too busy wallowing in misery. Sure, that little slut Victoria took her sweet time in the basement, showering the little nerd with affection and attention, but he was too far gone for her to do much good.
His giddiness was cut short by one small hole in his plan; Carly Shay. Oh, everything revolved around precious, perfect Carly. Physically, she was stunning. But her other aspects made her downright devastating. Right now, her refusal to put his face on her merchandise bordered on treason. She did not bow to his whims. Her staff ignored his demands for shorter skirts, and when he tried to hold the Hunger Games rip off where everybody died, they stopped him from building the stadium due to zoning problems.
She was always underfoot. And then there was Sarah. Freddie had a daughter. It would be easiest to starve them out. Right now Nevel had control of the flow of supplies. The east coast would soon be experiencing food and water shortages. These two females would bow to his will if he applied force.
But just how much force could he apply? Nevel had done the math; the harder they resisted him, the harder those around them resisted him. A new law forced them to register their e-mail with the government, so they only used snail mail. He got rid of all the postal workers, so she used her own delivery service. Carly's neighbors and employees started to adopt her strategies and adapted to his crushing regime. She was ruining his fun. Well, in the past, Nevel would ruin her fun too, but that was then. Now he would crush her. He knew her weakness.
There was only one more thing to do.
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