footage of Chris Bontey seemingly testing his powers. As described, Bontey appeared as green as can be, but then suddenly disappeared. There were other sequences, spliced together and on a loop.
"You captured footage but didn't capture him?" I asked him.
"Mindwriter, I'm sure you know it's not that simple. I'm not even sure what this man is capable of. But from what I was able to gather, he actually willed himself into developing a power on the spot. I'm sure you could see millions of applications for this sort of power. The power to create powers." Danbury was overcome with excitement.
"This guy's like your wet dream, isn't he?"
"Don't be crude, Mr. Sarcy."
"I'll do all the mindwriting you want, Danbury. I'll be your little trained monkey, in that respect. But don't ever make the mistake that you control the whole of me. No man does that. Nobody. Not even me, I'm afraid."
"I should have my head examined, thinking I could let you in here without Clement."
"Aw no hard feelings, Boss. I respect you for thinking you could go it alone," I said and smiled. "So, about your wet dream."
"Excuse me?"
"Your wet dream, this Chris Bontey. What do you want me to do? Write his mind right over here? Then you can go all gaga for him in person."
"No!"
"Why not?"
"Mr. Sarcy, you are very powerful, but you better learn that even you have limitations."
"What? You said it yourself. Bontey's only recently discovered his powers. He's like a baby mutant. It'd be a cinch to mindwrite him."
"We're gonna do it my way. With force."
"Falkirk? That bag of bolts?"
"No. Another man. A completely different sort of machine. Someone who calls himself the Anti-Nigger Machine."
"That's not exactly the most politically correct name, now, is it?"
"It certainly is not." Danbury glanced down at his desk, and over at his picture frame. "It's of no consequence how ill-advised his present name is. When you get him in here, he’ll be encouraged to change his name to The Legendary Blaster."
"I think I like Anti-Nigger Machine better."
"His real name is Blastus Legend."
"Where the hell did he get a name like that?"
"The Bible."
"Never heard of it," I said, glancing down at the face-down picture frame. "Say, why's that picture always face-down?"
"No reason."
"It's not polite to keep secrets."
"Please try to stay on topic, Mindwriter."
"Okay. So what do you want me to do with this Anti-Nigger Machine guy?"
"Considering I plan on using him for his brawn and not his brains, pretty much anything. But please be careful, we wouldn't want you to go too far."
"I never go too far."
"You forget, Mindwriter. I know you better than anybody. I know what you've done."
I snapped my finger. "Now you don't."
"Get out!" Danbury shot to his feet.
"Oh, Danbury, don't get so mad. You shouldn't go around flaunting what you know. Knowledge is easy come easy go. Especially around somebody who can make you unknow something in a blink of an eye."
"What did you take?"
"Nothing. Relax." I started for the door.
"What did you take from my mind?"
"Nothing." I opened the door and entered the hallway. "It's nothing now."
As soon as I started down the hall, Clement and Falkirk descended on me.
Falkirk grabbed me. "Hey, Bub? Where do you think you're going?"
"Out of my way, Bag Of Bolts. Daddy's taking my training wheels off."
Danbury came to the door. Clement turned to him.
"Is this a good idea?" Clement asked. "Letting him go out on his own?"
"I know what I'm doing!" Danbury grabbed a passing agent and said, "Get me the file on the Mindwriter, right away!"
"Unbelievable!" Clement exclaimed.
"Relax, I don't think he took too much."
"How would you know?"
"Dammit, Clement!"
"I'm sorry, sir," Clement said. "There's just no way to be sure he was even in your head?"
"Trust me, I'm sure. We were discussing the mission or something. Then next thing I know, I’m hearing David Lee Roth's screeching voice drown out all my thoughts, singing about, Running with the devil. It's safe to say, this song didn't emanate from my thoughts, given I've never heard it before."
"Van Halen," Clement muttered in defeat.
"Mark my words, Clement, this Mindwriter is going to be more trouble than he's worth. Before it's all over we're gonna wish we just gave him the needle and were done with him altogether."
"I'm already there, sir."
"You ain't ever gonna be done with me, you fuckheads," I growled, as I cranked up the volume in my nice new company car and raced out of The Orgasmization garage and on my way to Chicago, on my way to meet this ANM. But first, a stop at the university.
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