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  1. Acknowledgements
  2. Author’s Note
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“What’s our next step here?” he said as she continued to bind his leg.

“I was hoping you’d know.”

“I can take care of the bodies. Haul them off in whatever they arrived in—a dark van, I’ll bet—and leave them somewhere.”

“Not Thomas,” she said. “We owe him.”

Jack looked over at Thomas’s crumpled, bloody corpse. “Yeah, I guess we do. Okay, so I’ll drop the bodies somewhere and place a call, telling the local sheriff or whatever where they can be found. And then let the crime busters have a grand old time figuring out the who, what, where, when, and how.”

“Do you think they will—figure this out, I mean?”

“Not if I drop them far enough away. But the other question is… how are you going to handle broadcast power, now that you’re the sole owner?”

“I guess I’m supposed to reveal it to the world. But if what Thomas said about the patents is true, I can plan on a long fight with the patent holders. Frankly, I’ve had enough of lawyers for a long time.”

“There’s always the Japanese. Yoshio’s people will pay big bucks.”

“You sound like you like that one.”

“Yeah, well, take the money and run, and let them worry about the lawyers.”

“You know,” she said, “I don’t care how much anybody wants to pay. The thought of profiting from anything that man touched makes me physically ill.”

“So that leaves giving away the technology to everybody. Publishing it on the Internet—”

Her eyes flashed as she looked up at him. “Along with pictures of Thomas and me?”

“Hey, I didn’t mean that. I meant the Internet would allow anybody who wanted to develop the technology to have free access to the plans.”

“But what about you?” she said. “A third of nothing is nothing. I hate to see you come out on the short end of this, Jack. I mean, you’ve been stabbed, you almost got killed—”

“Don’t worry about that. I couldn’t take the money anyway.”

“Why not?”

“Because I already have pretty much everything I want.”

Alicia’s gray eyes softened as she looked at him. “Do you? Do you really?”

“Yeah, well, sort of. And what I don’t have, money can’t buy me, so leave me out of the equation and do what you have to.”

And the truth was, Jack couldn’t see any way in the world to hide the kind of windfall that even a tiny share of broadcast power would bring. He’d have to come out from under to claim it, and he wasn’t ready for that just yet. Not even for a couple three billion.

“Jack,” she said as she tied the last strip of sheet. And now she sounded so weary. “I don’t know what I have to do. I’ve got to think about it.”