In Africa: Plans of Genocide (Cutscene)

June 30, 2015:

Ill tidings are soon to be set in motion.

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Characters

NPCs: Senator Dixon, The Company

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Plot:

Mood Music: [*\# None.]


Fade In…

Senator Dixon remains in his office, the door shut; lights out. A shaky hand drawn out to grasp his small tumbler of scotch, which is soon brought to his lips and sipped as he lurches forward, both elbows upon his desk, head buried within his hands.

"Don't stop. Keep drinking." The voice says on the other end of the computer, the program loaded but blacked out to keep faces from being seen.

Plausible deniability, its how The Company works.

"Last we heard, Creed was in New York. Now would be a good time to put sources to the ground to find out where the fuck he is and what he's been up to. I don't like this, Dix. I don't like it one bit."

Another voice cuts in, conferenced in with a push of a button, the all too charismatic voice chimes in, and judging by his nature, one could tell that a hat is usually tipped when greeting his constituents.

"About twenty years ago I was on this small island, beautiful beautiful place. The name escapes me because I spent most of my time liquored up and lathered by this lovely little slip of a lady Emmanuel. Ah. The brown skinned beauty was a thing to die for. She also ran numbers as a local bookie. Had two big burly men as body guards whenever she ran to the bank. Well, had."

"You see, one of them actually had the gall, the audacity to steal from her. And hoo!" He breaks out into a fit of laughter. "Just let me tell you this, I've learned to appreciate women more after that little stint."

"What's the point?" The other man mutters.

"The point is, everyone's expendable. This is just business. Let the motions and chips fall where they may."

"And the village?"
"Hey, no skin off my teeth. Wipe them all out. And once the job is done and the land is in our possessions Warlord Wakinda can be put in the ground right with them."
"What about Worthington? He's too high profile to kill." Dixon finally speaks up.
"Get us a line in with Worthington Industries. I'm going to make him an offer he cannot refuse."
"But what if he does?"
"Then the headlines will read that he died in a flying accident."
"Fitting."

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