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“Okay Matt, all yours, let’s hear what you have to say.”
Matt opened his briefcase and opened several folders as well as booting up his laptop. “Before I joined the OSIR, Elsinger had investigated several incidents under the charter of the OSIR. They came across a company called Diginite on one occasion, before the final case file could be closed the company uprooted over a hundred employees, evacuated offices and disappeared overnight. The experiment involved the use of high frequency digital information, which set off a series of rat marches that eventuated in sickness. My first case with the OSIR involved a bizarre aportation experiment that ended in the death of two people and the disappearance of another, again the building was owned by a company called Diginite, which disposed of all the witnesses prior to our investigation being closed. On both occasions Frank Elsinger received large amounts of money in the form of shares in the company and the files were sealed.” Matt took a sip of the water that Joel had put on the table and opened the first file producing the documentary evidence of the transfer of funds.
“Go on.”
“We also attended on a number of occasions incidents involving a company who belonged to GemCorp, again same scenario, information was destroyed, samples lost, and a large wad of cash going into Elsinger’s accounts.” Matt handed across another sheet of paper.
“Diginite and GemCorp are both legitimate companies, but the Defense Department has granted several huge tenders to them over the last three years. This is enough to get Elsinger stood down Matt, but I get the feeling there is more.”
“Astute. Am I wasting my time or should I continue.”
“Please continue. GemCorp has for a long time been a thorn in my side; their dabbling in genetics is a black spot for the President. It would do the world of good for my career if I could give him something to go on.”
“Going out on a limb Joel, but I took on the position at Elsinger’s insistence- but not without presidential knowledge. Over the past couple of years, there have been major anomalies that we have researched and validated and yet still have had no legal or comprehensive investigations that in itself are strange. The charter of the OSIR includes bringing charges or supporting investigations from the relevant agencies or authorities.”
“I know the charter Matt, I ah, actually looked it up when I knew you were on your way.” Joel scratched his dark blond beard and lit another cigarette, “and I also know the President’s interest in this little back yard group, which is why you were brought in in the first place.”
“Elsigner is good, his funds have been tracked through several dozen sub-agencies and appear as minor increases in stock portfolios but we can prove he’s on the payroll and that Diginite and GemCorp are funded by the NID boys.”
“Which means there’s someone close to the top who’s pulling the strings.”
“Yes. It’s not you is it?” Matt smiled.
“Lord I wish it was, with this kind of money I could retire.”
“People who are on the take to this amount Joel don’t retire. It’s not about the money to them; it’s about the control, the power. Elsinger slipped up nineteen months ago.”
“The Russian situation?”
“You’ve heard?” Matt didn’t contain his surprise.
“It was hard not to. Lots of back room politics to bring the teams in and out. What happened?”
“Elsinger sent a team in, a simple crypto-zoological investigation after the Russians called for help. They discovered a Myladon washed up in glacial ice that contained a genetically altered parasite.” Matt handed across the documents. “Lots of inconsistencies. The Myladon was native to South America; it could not have gotten to Russia unless it was planted. The parasite was genetically altered according to the tests done at central lab by Dr. LQ Cooper. They lost their Case Manager Professor Conner Doyle.”
“Yes I knew Conner- good man. How’s Peter holding up?”
“You knew?” Matt sat back.
“Suspecting is not the same as knowing, besides Elsinger made some odd remarks at the time, including if I remember correctly, closing the investigation, which was short shrive for a man of Doyle’s calibre.”
“Yes. What Axon doesn’t know and Elsinger doesn’t know I know, is that the CDC under the jurisdiction of the US Government sent in a retrieval team at the same time with four fully equipped cryo units. These units were sent directly back to Area 51 and there is evidence that they retrieved live specimens.” Again Matt handed across copies of the original documents to Joel. “For the record Joel, since I’m paranoid, copies have been made and the information will be leaked directly to the press should anything happen to any of the investigating team, family, dogs, cats.” “And canaries.” Joel finished with a smile.
“The cryo units were supplied by Diginite and some of the live samples were sent directly to the GemCorp labs including inter-office memo’s and emails.”
“Holy Hannah!”
“Gets better- the officer in charge of the retrieval team was Jakob Carrol. Thought the President suspended him personally.”
“Shit, shit, shit. Which means that General Mackinroth is at the bottom of this.”
“Found your mole.” Matt sat back pleased.
“Damned straight. You’re one hundred on this Matt?”
“I’ve got enough hard evidence to pull Elsinger down and he’ll sing like a bird with the right inducement.”
“Let’s take a look at the files. I’d like to let the President in on this tonight.”
“No problems. You might like to take a quick look at the activities of one Curtis Rollins as well. Seems he has a problem with gays.”
“Rollins has been bucking for Elsinger’s chair for a while now. He’s another one I’d like to see gone.”
“I think.” Matt answered lazily. “We can accommodate you on that as well.”
~~~****~~~
“So how’d you end up in Science?” Shon asked over the table, his dark hair pulled back into a long ponytail, his features softened by candlelight.
“Not a big stretch, Dad’s a doctor.”
“A real doctor.”
“Hey I resent that.” Peter laughed. “Complete with grey cardigan and a list of patients that includes great great grandparents.”
“Ah family practice.”
“He would have liked that. You said the club was a tax dodge?”
“Initially; I took over the space from some clients who were going to set up a VR arcade but they didn’t get the funding and sold it to me cheap. Lots of news at the time about no venues in Ontario for underage kids and I jumped on the bandwagon.”
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