Seattle Fraude

Chapter 4: They have a

"Indeed it is," another voice said, unlike Eluned this man was clearly American. Freddie felt the eyes of this mystery man burn in his back and he felt the cold steel of his gun in his neck. The cold touch made him shiver.

"I would appreciate it if you would give me my gun back," Eluned said. It was more an order then a request. Still the British woman felt the urge to clarify it: "Now."

Freddie's brains where working overtime: why did Eluned want the gun back so badly? Perhaps it was still loaded?

"Mister Benson, please, be reasonable: are you really thinking about killing yourself?" Eluned smirked.

"I'm not gonna kill myself," Freddie said angrily.

"If you don't give me this gun now, you are quite suicidal," Eluned sounded very serious but she continued smirking, completely destroying the seriousness. Freddie would have given all the money on his secret bank account (the account he had been forced to establish by his caring mum because 'times could turn' it kept him alive) to prove her wrong but something in him said that the time to be heroic was over: slowly, as a machine he gave the gun back to it's previous owner.

"Can I say that I think you made the right decision?" Eluned smirked. Later Freddie would wonder how Eluned got rid of that constant smirk. But now he was only able to grimace.

"Okay you can lower your gun now," Eluned said to the mystery man the she focused back on Freddie, "back to business."

Eluned told Freddie that she was hired by the CIA to help them solve a delicate case. She didn't want to let go much of it but she did slip that the whole case was centered in Seattle. She also told him that it was something like a big scam and they needed him to provide them with the necessary information about which companies could be endangered.

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Freddie's POV

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"How do you mean: I can get you the information," I asked puzzled.

"Your department is busy with making a database with all the companies that are making big profits and are very promising in the future, isn't it?" Eluned asked rhetorically.

"Yes, in order to refresh the Dow Jones, or making a new index, but I don't get how I could help." I replied intentionally ignoring the rhetoric.

"That's an incredibly easy and safe job: every file coming from Seattle or the state of Washington you get, you copy and you bring home, I'll be waiting for you here every Friday," Eluned pointed at the seat she was sitting in, smiling. If she thought that I was gonna fall for that smile she was completely wrong, besides she was about ten years older then me.

But all sudden her smile faded, her glare was confused and even … scared? She looked like she was about to throw up but she could prevent it. As if it had been nothing she smiled again. But I looked behind me to see what had distracted her, she had been staring above the table with pictures of me Sam, Carly and many other friends of mine: Gibby, Spencer, etc. Above all that hung a crucifix, what about could have been so scary about that crucifix?

I suddenly something came into my mind: "I say, miss Moon, why don't you talk to my superiors, I bet they can give you everything you desire."

"And much more," she laughed, not the cold laugh from in the beginning of the evening but a warm friendly one, "But I happen to know that they are more politicians then honest people."

"How do you mean?" I asked.

"Well I see from the photographs on that coffee table of yours, you are befriended with Carly Shay aren't you?" she said.

"Yes."

"When was the last time you met her face to face?"

"Last year before she ran away with that Ulysses."

Eluned laughed again: "As I can deduce from you tone and expression you don't like the leading candidate."

"Well, I'll say it like this," I said trying to find the right words, "there are potato peels floating down the Potomac who'd make a better leading candidate, but since words are superior to deeds in politics…" I didn't need to finish my sentence. She understood.

"Your vision of politics is not completely correct but in essence true, but what I mean is that there are no politicians who want to change things that could make their position less profitable, and where ever you go in governmental institutions you'll find someone who wants more money then they deserve."

"Do you mean by that that you can't trust the top because it's infiltrated?" I asked getting annoyed because she didn't get to the point. Wasn't this supposed to be a serious matter?

"We do not know if it's infiltrated but it's a possibility, yes. And now were are talking about the leading candidate, he should be on now," Eluned said turning the television on.

A big crowd was yelling in ecstasy when suddenly Ulysses appeared out of nowhere:

"My friends, fellow Americans," he yelled into the microphone then he paused giving the mass time to cheer, "This evening I'm here in the Northgate Mall. Exactly on the same place where the current president promised you change. Change in healthcare, change in education, changes for elderly and disabled people, and many more changes."

"You see?" Eluned said matter-of-factly, "He is mysterious, this is a popular show not a campaign. He is something new, he is like that guy in the movie Man of the Year: new, refreshing, not on the menu.

"Education my dear friends is a necessity," Ulysses continued, "but it's neglected by my predecessors. Because of this neglecting attitude our education, the education of the most powerful nation in the world, is not at the top of the lists where it should be. There are countries in Europe with less inhabitants then New York who can achieve a better educational level then America.

My predecessors failed to see that without education general Grant, for example, wouldn't have vanquished General Lee, that without education we wouldn't have invented the atomic bombe first and that without education we wouldn't have walked upon the moon's surface several times.

Eluned laughed and whispered: "I walk on America's surface." I didn't catch it first but then I remembered that her surname was 'Moon' I had to grin involuntarily.

"The list is endless. All these known men and women who have made the world like it is now wouldn't have arisen without education…"

Eluned killed the sound: "We could continue watching but I don't have until eternity nor do I have enough interest.

Did you see? He is nothing different, just the way he acts, the people chanting slogans, the mystery, and all that stuff people want to see. Politicians don't live in our world, they live in a world in which they can do everything with money, with lies etc. That's why you can never ever trust a politician. Politics is a world on its own it only cares about itself, not you, not me. Itself."

"Wow, miss Moon you really dislike politics." I said surprised.

"I know politics. In politics it's adapt and disappear in the masses or be crushed." Eluned said rubbing her right temple, "I'm no Nazi, but Hitler was right at one point," she said getting up. I looked at her eager to know what she meant.

"You can't predict the moves of one individual, but you can predict and direct the moves of a mass, because, I quote 'a big mass is blind and dumb'." I watched her and her friend leave. But before she closed the door she turned once more to me, sadly smiling: "They have a lean and hungry look, they think too much, such men are dangerous."

After she said these mysterious words she vanished.

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Well another chapter finished. I really want to update sooner but there are only two days left of my holyday as I'm writing this. I have other things to do. |:-(

But I'll will continue writing. The speech was supposed to be longer but since I have no ambition becoming the first Belgo-American President I did make it a bit shorter.

Who ever notices something odd about Eluned please tell me.

~Rhady