Gerrit turned the key in the lock to his hotel room and slipped inside a darkened room. No one lurked outside to talk to him. Good sign. He took two steps toward the bedroom before he sensed someone in the room. He turned to face the intruder, mentally searching for something close to use as a weapon.
A lamp flicked on, illuminating Richard Kane’s features. “I see you managed to escape unscathed, Gerrit. You bring anything back with you?”
The two men eyed each other. Gerrit looked away, searching for anyone else standing in the shadows. They seemed to be alone.
“The briefcase and everything with it is lying at the bottom of the Danube.”
“What a waste. That computer was a gift to you.”
“Was Adleman’s body another one of your gifts?”
“That was a surprise to us, too.”
Gerrit couldn’t tell whether the man was lying. “Once they discover the body, the cops may well come looking for me as a person of interest if they start canvassing the neighborhood. Someone might have seen me.”
“Don’t worry. We will protect you. Just leave Vienna as soon as possible.”
“Protect me from what? From whom?”
“Have a seat, Gerrit. We need to talk.”
Gerrit remained standing. What the heck was Kane up to?
“Suit yourself.” Kane paused. “I have had my eye on you for some time. You’re a man with many talents and I want you to come to work for me…for us. You’ll be well compensated, and you will be doing work that is really meaningful. To you. To our country. To the entire global community.”
“I already have a job. And I have unfinished business back at home.”
“I know why you’re really in Seattle. It’s about your folks and uncle, right?” Kane hunched forward. “I can help you with that unfinished business, Gerrit. Whatever it takes. I…we…want you to find out what happened to them. I promise you unlimited resources will be at your disposal. And you can use whatever contacts we have to open those doors. You need to put this business behind you in order to focus on the future. Our future.”
“And who is we?”
“I was hoping you’d ask that question. We are all those who believe we are entering a new era, a new world order that recognizes the potential and danger of new technology.”
Gerrit shifted the weight on his feet.
Kane clasped his hand together as if to pray, resting the tips of his fingers under his chin. “Technology is about to lead us into a world beyond comprehension of the average citizen. I know you are aware of these developments as a scientist and recognize the potential.”
Gerrit found himself nodding, even though he disliked the man sitting across the room. “This is not new. Governments have been gearing up for years.”
Kane shot him a look of irritation. “Governments do not have a clue what the future holds. They are too busy looking over their shoulders, making sure their backsides are covered, that they don’t see what is right in front of them.”
The man rose and began pacing the room. “Molecular manufacturing-nanotechnology some call it-is about to make significant breakthroughs that will make the industrial revolution look like a hiccup in man’s history. On the military side, biological, nuclear, and chemical weapons capable of mass destruction will be made cheaply and numerously while hidden in quantities too small for us to detect. Rogue nations will be able to join the arms race-nations we have been able to prevent from getting their hands on this technology and resources so far. The rules are about to change and these countries will soon become viable threats to our national security.”
Gerrit watched the man, still pacing, seem to lose himself in his own one-sided conversation. He’d just let Kane ramble.
“Not to speak of the economic tsunami that will roll over us when molecular manufacturing becomes feasible on the open market. Inexpensive manufacturing costs coupled with replication of designs will cause economic upheaval and environmental devastation on a global scale never before seen.”
He stopped pacing and turned toward Gerrit. “We have to contain and control this before it gets out of hand.”
“Who is we?” Gerrit asked again, trying to prod the man into divulging those Kane represented. “The United States has been on top of this for more than a decade. Isn’t that what the National Nanotechnology Initiative and the White House Office of Science and Technology policy is all about? Coordinating efforts so our country can control and contain this information?”
“Ever known a politically motivated body to do what is in the country’s best interests?” Kane scoffed. “They are too busy protecting their own budgets and keeping their own power base to spend time on the greater good.”
“So people like you-and whoever you work for-have the country’s best interests at heart?”
Kane shook his head. “Not just our country’s-the world’s. The whole world must share in these breakthroughs with some controls and power resting with a few reasonable leaders.”
“And who decides this?”
“The group I represent will decide this. We will keep politics and self-interest out of the equation.”
Gerrit couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “Listen to yourself. Whomever you represent, they are setting themselves up as the ultimate power brokers. The ruling elite. How does democracy and representation by the people factor into all this?”
“People have elected representatives to protect the country’s interest. These representatives-like Senator Summers-can see the national security issues voters might not recognize. We in the U.S. work to ensure these interests are protected. In turn, I work with other like-minded individuals around the world who are working with world leaders, representing countries with similar agendas. Together, we can help shape international policy to allow these responsible countries to retain control collectively in this new era.”
“You mean a one-world order?”
“I mean a one-world collective looking out for the interests of all people. An organization of leaders powerful enough to cut through regional politics to shape human history, to effectively protect our world from those who wish to destroy us.”
“As if the United Nations has done a bang-up job getting people to work together. And how do you decide who’s the enemy?” Gerrit asked.
“The world community of leaders, supported by their constituents, will delegate those decisions to those in the best position to protect our global community.”
“You mean someone like yourself?”
Kane shrugged one shoulder. “Whoever is called upon to serve.”
“And what are you willing to do?”
“Whatever it takes.” Kane’s reply came back like a rifle shot. He slowly lowered himself into his chair. “My question to you, boy-are you willing to do whatever it takes? The lines are drawn and the war has begun. I need to know which side you’re on.”
“What happens if the interests of the United States conflicts with your global community’s interests? Which side will you take?”
Leaning forward, Kane peered at him with hardened eyes. “I choose the survival of mankind.”
“Even if it means bringing the U.S. to its knees in submission to other countries?”
The man leaned back. “Which side do you choose?”
“Time for me to head home, Kane. I consider myself a patriot. We will never see eye to eye on this issue.”
“I’m sorry to hear that, Gerrit. I had such high hopes for you. Maybe after you have time to chew on this, you’ll change your mind.”
Gerrit threw his suitcase on the bed and began packing. “Don’t hold your breath. We’re finished here.”
Kane just held his hands out as if in surrender. “Whatever happens will fall on your head. I gave you a chance.”
“You’re asking me to betray my country. That’ll never happen in my lifetime.”
“Be careful, Gerrit. Without me, you’ll be on your own with no connections. A very dangerous place to be.”
“ On my own has been the story of my life. I’m used to it.”
Kane just shook his head before walking out the door.