Contents ( 110)
- Contents
- About the Book
- About the Author
- PART ONE
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- PART TWO
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- Chapter 66
- Chapter 67
- Chapter 68
- PART THREE
- Chapter 69
- Chapter 70
- Chapter 71
- Chapter 72
- Chapter 73
- Chapter 74
- Chapter 75
- Chapter 76
- Chapter 77
- Chapter 78
- Chapter 79
- Chapter 80
- Chapter 81
- Chapter 82
- Chapter 83
- Chapter 84
- Chapter 85
- Chapter 86
- Chapter 87
- Chapter 88
- Chapter 89
- Chapter 90
- Chapter 91
- Chapter 92
- Chapter 93
- Chapter 94
- Chapter 95
- Chapter 96
- Chapter 97
- Chapter 98
- Chapter 99
- Chapter 100
- Chapter 101
- Chapter 102
- Chapter 103
- What did you think?
Yoshida’s brow furrowed, and he looked to Kruger. “What’s he talking about?”
“I’ll tell you why. You’re all too stupid to figure it out on your own anyway,” Burke continued. “Mobius has too much invested in the current oil and power infrastructures. A battery like this on the open market would cost him a great deal of money. So Mr. Kruger made a back-end deal with him to eliminate the battery technology while still keeping the money you paid him to steal it. Because, you see, no matter how much money someone has, when they have powerful enemies who want them dead, they’ll always be looking over their shoulders. And from what I’ve heard about this Mobius, there would be no hiding from him. Kruger’s plan has been to betray all of you from the start, in order to satisfy his former master.”
“That’s absurd. Why are we allowing this madness to poison our minds? Let’s get on with our business,” Kruger said.
“And how did he intend to betray us, Dr. Burke?” Yoshida asked.
“My guess would be that, as the battery has clearly been removed from its original container, he’s loaded a hidden partition at the bottom of that crate with C-4 explosive. Then, once your business is concluded, he’ll detonate the bomb. He may have even damaged the battery to be safe. Search the crate. Run a diagnostic on the battery. That will prove whether or not I’m right.”
Kruger’s lips curled up in disgust, but he said nothing.
“But don’t judge him too harshly, because he’s not the only one here who plans to betray the others,” Burke said. “I assume, Mr. Loria, that your part of this was to bankroll Kruger and Raskin to steal the device, and then you would make back your money exponentially when you sell the battery technology to someone like the Chinese or an international corporation or whomever wants to pay the most.”
“What’s your point?” Loria said.
“Just that your friend, Mr. Yoshida, doesn’t plan to make a dime from the sale of this technology.”
Yoshida said nothing, but Burke noticed the muscles of his jaw bulging as he ground his teeth.
“Yoshida is a patriot. He would never betray his country. But I would extrapolate that the CIA had plans to shut down the battery program, and so his plan wasn’t to sell it, but to give it away.”
Loria looked to his partner and said, “Anything to say?”
“We checked his personal finances. He’s recently purchased the domains freepowerforall.com and batteryofthefuture.com, and he’s hired a programmer and marketing genius who used to work for WikiLeaks,” Burke continued. “If you check his phone, you’ll find a message to the designer in question stating that Mr. Yoshida would be sending the data tonight and wants the site live by the morning. Now, why would he do that if he planned to sell the tech?”
“Is that true? Say something,” Loria yelled.
“I actually feel sorry for you, Mr. Loria,” Burke said. “You’re the only somewhat honest one out of this group. To my knowledge, you had no intentions of selling out the others. You’re just the one getting screwed.”