William Redman CarterChapter 51
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"What are you doing?" William asked.
From behind her cluttered desk, Victoria looked up at William. She answered, "I'm browsing the information highway."
"Are you looking for anything in particular?"
"Honey, the trick in this business is getting a feel for where information likes to hide. I spend a lot of time looking in the nooks and crannies of bizarre little archives scattered here and there. It is a never ending quest," Victoria answered. She glanced at the screen hoping that he would either assign her something or allow her to return to her idle browsing.
Although he could see that Victoria was uninterested in holding a conversation, he was interested in how she viewed her job. Taking a seat, he asked, "What do you mean by bizarre little archives?"
"Well, there are some people who have found diaries written by their ancestors and have published digitized images of the pages on the web. Some were written by famous people, but the majority of them were written by common everyday people. These are treasure troves of information, but they are hard to find. These diaries capture the daily lives of common folk. Little comments about what they had for breakfast, arguments with neighbors, and their concerns about their children tell you more about the times then the best researched history article," she answered.
"How about the quality of the information?" William asked.
"Honey, it is the best source of information. In many cases, this material constitutes original sources. As such, they have to be examined with regard to the perspective of the individual who wrote them. A discussion about alcohol written by a guy who occasionally has a couple shots of whiskey during a celebration is going to be different from that of an abolitionist," Victoria answered with a shrug of her shoulders.
"I see," William said thinking about it. "So what kinds of things do you spend your time looking at?"
"Honey, if it deals with humanity I'm interested in reading about it," Victoria answered. Her years as a research assistant for an author had allowed her to learn a lot about the human condition.
"What is your take on humanity?" William asked.
"Honey, I'm a nobody and my opinion doesn't count. Knowing that, I haven't formed a real opinion," Victoria answered. Her eyes glanced over at the computer monitor on her desk while she wished that she could return to her perusal of the article she was reading.
"Am I keeping you away from something interesting?"
Victoria answered, "Honey, as much as I love sitting around chit chatting, I'd rather be reading. Do you have anything for me to research?"
"You've been working with Dave to get the data I want?"
"Yes. He's setting up a survey even as we speak," Victoria said gesturing in the direction of Dave's office.
"Okay. You're collecting information on the other industries?"
"Honey, I've got a hundred reports on order. When I get them, I'll extract the information you want. Until they arrive, there isn't much more that I can do on those fronts," Victoria answered. She had ordered copies of self-study reports of a number of organizations that monitored the economics of their respective industries.
"It sounds like you have everything under control," William said noticing that her eyes were continually flicking over to her monitor.
"Honey, I'll let you know when you give me a challenge that I can't handle," Victoria answered.
William rose from his chair and said, "I'll leave you to your reading. If you discover something particularly interesting, please forward it to me."
Sandra entered the break room to get a cappuccino. Drinking from a mug of hot tea, Victoria was seated at the table reading from a rather thick stack of papers. Sandra watched the woman make some notations on one of the pages of the report. She continued to watch the woman work while the machine produced her coffee. No one brought their work into the break room; that was an unwritten rule and it bothered her to see it broken.
Once her coffee had finished, she took the little cup and sat down at the table with Victoria. Clearing her throat, she said, "We don't usually bring work into the break room."
Victoria looked up at Sandra and said, "I'm not working."
"It sure looks like it to me," Sandra said pointing to the report.
"This? This is the court transcript from a trial that was held in 1925. I was just looking at it," Victoria said holding up the paper in her hand.
"What trial?"
"The Scopes Monkey Trial," Victoria answered. Anticipating the next question, she said, "I've always heard about it, but never really spent the time to read the transcript."
"Is it interesting?"
Victoria laughed and said, "Famous trials involving political and religious implications are always interesting. There is always a lot of grandstanding, flowery language that has been carefully scripted, and passionate arguments. I'd say that they are more entertaining than interesting."
"I guess," Sandra said. She studied the older woman for a few seconds and then asked, "I notice that you call William, Honey. What's the deal with that?"
"He's a cute boy," Victoria answered.
Sandra thought that she was going to choke on her coffee upon hearing the unexpected answer. Shaking her head, she said, "He may be young, but don't ever underestimate William."
Victoria raised her eyebrows and studied the young woman across from her. She knew that William was brilliant and that there hints of magic about him, but he was a young man and the appearance of the woman across from her was proof enough of that. She decided that it was time to let the other woman know that she wasn't to be underestimated. Looking the young woman in the eye, she said, "I know you're sleeping with William, so don't try to use that against me."
"Yes, I am. That's no secret. So is Barbara, Juanita, and Amanda," Sandra answered feeling strange admitting that aloud.
"It's not a secret?" Victoria asked surprised by Sandra's answer. She had expected a much different response. In particular, she had expected some sort of threat about how she had better watch her step or else William would be chucking her out on her tail.
"Of course not," Sandra answered seeing the uncertainty on Victoria's face.
"His wife must be happy about that," Victoria said with a snort.
"Well, she had to really work on him to get him in our beds. At least his mothers supported her efforts," Sandra said enjoying the older woman's reaction.
"What?"
"Don't be so surprised. I thought you knew a lot about William. It almost sounds to me like you know nothing," Sandra said.
"She's okay with it?"
"She views us as the first line of defense against gold diggers. She's the reason that all of us are attractive young women," Sandra said with a smile at the shocked reaction of Victoria. Picking up her cup and rising from the chair, she added, "When it comes to working, all William cares about is that we are the best at what we do."
"You're kidding," Victoria said.
Sandra paused long enough to take a sip of her coffee before she answered, "Not at all. Don't worry. None of us will use our special relationship to get rid of you. It wouldn't work."
"It wouldn't work?" Victoria asked staring at the woman as if she was insane. History of women controlling men in bed suggested otherwise.
"He's great in bed and all of that. However, when it comes to work he's all business. The bedroom does not mean a thing." Sandra said. She turned and left the room leaving a stunned Victoria in the break room.
The older woman wondered how she had managed to misread the situation so thoroughly. She had no doubts that Sandra, despite her words to the contrary, would run off and talk to William. Looking at the stack of papers, Victoria said, "Well, it was a nice job while it lasted."
"Why do you say that?" Amanda asked entering the room.
"You wouldn't understand," Victoria said.
Amanda smiled sweetly and, in an excited voice, said, "You're probably right. Anyway, did you hear that William is having a dress up party tonight? You should wear your nicest dress to dinner. It's going to be one of the Chef's special meals."
Sandra looked at the beer cheese soup with a frown. She was afraid that it would add a full two inches to her waistline. She took a taste and found that it was delicious. She said, "This is good soup."
"Don't say that so loud. The Chef will get a swelled head," William said with a wink.
"I heard that!"
Everyone around the table laughed at the comment from the kitchen. William said, "Let's talk about a safer subject. Did anyone have anything interesting happen to them today?"
Looking over at William, Sandra said, "Victoria told me today that she knew you and I were having sex with each other."
Victoria choked on the piece of bread she was chewing. She clutched her throat and tried to breath. When Barbara announced that Victoria was choking, pandemonium broke out at the table. Worried, Peter came rushing out of the kitchen to perform the Heimlich maneuver only to discover that William had beaten him to it. After he had managed to dislodge the offending piece of bread, William looked over at Peter and asked, "Did you accidentally serve the food intended for me to her?"
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William stared at Lucy in shock. Unable to believe what he thought he had heard her say, he asked, "Excuse me?" Pointing to the woman at the front of the conference room of the Carter House, Lucy said, "I asked her to remove her clothes." "I thought I misunderstood you," William said. He glanced over at Mary Gold. The woman had her head down and was hiding her mouth behind her hands. The twinkle in her eye suggested that she was trying not to laugh. The twenty-four year old woman...
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Talking quietly with each other, Lucy and William waited in the theater for Eddie to arrive. The theater room had four rows of ten seats each facing a large screen. Each chair was large and comfortable with a holder for a soda built into the armrest. Beth had ordered the chairs from a real theater supply company. Like a real movie theater, the floor slanted down towards the front of the room. At the entrance to the room, there was a snack bar complete with a typical theater-style popcorn...
Greetings had been exchanged and the guests shown their rooms in the Carter home. The next order of business was to relax. William stripped off his clothes and headed towards the pool. He jumped in feet first, reveling in the feel of cool water against his bare skin. Lucy and Ann, naked as well, slipped into the pool right behind him. Before they had even moved a dozen feet from the edge, Betsy charged into the poolroom throwing off her clothes even as she ran. Without pause, she jumped into...
William and Ed returned to the hotel refreshed from their little swim at the Mayor's house. William felt confident that another candidate had been found with a good chance of winning. They entered the suite laughing about the mayor's reaction on discovering them swimming in the pool. The laughter turned to surprise when William spotted his mother relaxing in the living room of the suite. She was seated next to Lucy. He said, "Momma Kelly! What are you doing here?" Seeing that William...
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"Your mother and I watched your meeting with the White Buffalo on the news. That's how we knew to go to the ranch," said Lucy. "Pardon?" William was not aware that there had been a television camera at the ranch. "Someone filmed the whole thing with their video camera. It was on the television within half an hour of it happening." "So what did you think?" "Strange. It was like you weren't there. Your face was blank. Your voice was strange with an odd echoing quality to it. When...
Following behind Rock and Natalie, Lucy and William entered their home with a sigh of relief. They had both been very busy since their graduation. The summer had started with locating, hiring, and delivering Dante to Harry for the purpose of creating a statue of the elderly Druid. That had been followed by their wedding with a week of parties, their honeymoon, visits to a number of tribal councils, and a few visits to Homeless Hotels around the country. Exhausted, they planned to stay at home...
Ling and Betsy stopped the car at the front gate leading to William's place. Over the past year, the front of the property had changed to where it looked more like the entrance to a military base than a ranch. There was a little guard shack that sat beside a closed metal barrier. Ling's trained eye recognized the retractable barrier was capable of stopping a charging dump truck. Worried about the kind of reception they would receive, Betsy asked, "Are you sure that he'll see us?" "It...
Wearing nothing but a loincloth and a small leather bag around his neck, William walked to the edge of the stream. Once there, he paused and looked down at the ground. At the border between water and land was a stone that caught his attention. Kneeling, he picked it up. The stone was the diameter of a quarter with a thickness of a quarter of an inch. The edges were worn smooth. There was nothing remarkable about the stone except for one feature -- the center of the stone had been worn away...
"Uh oh," William said as he pulled into the driveway. Rock, Colt, Natalie, and Nicole were standing in the driveway with their arms crossed and a frown on their faces. They didn't look too happy to see him. "I forgot about them." He turned off the motor and stepped out of the car. Looking at the four body guards, he asked, "How did you enjoy your vacation?" "You dumped us in the middle of nowhere," Colt said. "Sorry about that," William said. He glanced over at the front door to...
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John Carter, William's older brother, squatted down by the campfire and picked up the coffee pot. While pouring a cup, he asked, "So what do you think of Betsy's legal problems?" Shrugging his shoulders, William answered, "I don't know what to think. I keep hoping that the father will drop the charges. It would be a disaster for the prison system if she were to go to jail. The thought of that sends shivers down my spine." John laughed and asked, "What do you think the chances are of...
The last test, marked with an A+, joined the rest of the tests stacked on the left hand corner of William's desk. Looking over at Lucy, he said, "That's the last one." "So how were the grades?" Lucy asked looking up from her work. "Not bad," William answered patting the stack of test papers. The first eight weeks of teaching had been hard on William. He didn't have any real experience of dealing with high school students. Getting his early education at the Druid College had not...
William rushed into the hotel and looked around the lobby. The elevator door opened and Lucy stepped out looking around the lobby. They met halfway with a hug that was just on the tasteful side of being publicly acceptable. William said, "I've missed you." "I missed you," Lucy said burying her face into his chest and enjoying his scent. It felt good to feel his arms around her. "I'm so glad that you could make it here," William said running a hand across her back. It felt so right...
It was the day after Thanksgiving and William sat in his hunting stand watching the area in front of him for an older buck to appear. Several does and a young buck had passed in front of him a little after sunrise, but they were young animals that would strengthen the herd. He was waiting for an older deer to come through. There was a nip of cold in the air that was usual for that time of year. He could actually see his breath. Frost had covered the few grasses that grew along the banks of...
The squick of a white board marker flying across the white board filled the air. William looked up and watched Lucy work through the equations on the board; her hand moving at almost a blur. She stepped back for a second and then dived in for another round of simplifications. Her hips swung from side to side as she worked her magic on the mathematics. With her entire body participating, her long hair started swaying in a most seductive manner. William was entranced. Frowning, Lucy stepped...
Lucy stepped out of the truck and went around to the back to get her suitcase. Before she had a chance to pick it up, Ken had grabbed it while looking at her as if she should have known he'd carry it. The van with Linda and Ed pulled up beside the car. Looking around the parking lot in front of the country hotel, William said, "We'll get checked in and then I need to get on down the road." "Are you sure that you don't want me to come?" "Lucy, I'd love for you to come, but you...
"So you're going to become Dr. Carter?" Eddie asked while watching his brother pack up his books. William looked over at his little brother. The boy was turning into a good looking young man. His short black hair, piercing grey eyes, and subdued Native American features gave him an exotic look. William knew that it wouldn't be long before the girls started following his brother around town. Pulling the roll of tape over the top of the box, he answered, "Yes, if I ever manage to get out...
"Son, you know I have to tell the truth," Ed said looking William in the eye. He had finally caught up with William before his son had entered his office. "Yes, I know that," William said with a sinking feeling in his stomach. He looked away from his father breaking eye contact. "You know that it isn't always an easy thing for me to do, don't you?" "Yes, I know that." Shaking his head, Ed said, "You can't hide away from the world forever. Your little brother has asked you...
Ken removed his clothes and placed them on the patio table. The past four weeks had wrought major changes in his physique. He had lost fifteen pounds, with even more fat having been turned into muscle. His shirts were too large around the waist and too small at the shoulders. He glanced over at his wife to see how she was reacting to stripping outdoors. Lisa's body was a soft red color, flushed as a result of embarrassment. After a month of morning exercises with William, Ling, and Tim...
"Where's Betsy?" "She's grounded," Eddie answered. He shrugged his shoulders and, looking over at his mother, said, "All she did was have a little swim." "Naked, in a public aquarium, and with sharks," Ling said filling in a few details that Eddie tended to forget. Putting an arm around his little brother, William pulled Eddie against his side and said, "At least she didn't get threatened with a spanking." "True," Eddie said. He was tired and wished that he had been able to...
Seated at his desk, William listened to the sound of a twelve-string guitar emanating from the guest room. He liked the music Greg Banner created. Lucy loved the music and could listen to it all day. Turning to Ken, he snapped his fingers to get the man's attention. Once he was sure that Ken was looking at him, he said, "Doug is here." Ken reached the intercom in time to hear the signal from the guard. Pushing the button, Ken said, "Let Doug in." "Sure," came the answer. It sounded...
William looked up at the stars overhead. The sight of the summer sky was always special to him, particularly on nights without a moon. The stars seemed so low that you could reach out and touch them. Turning to the dark shape seated next to him, he said, "I love looking at the stars out here." "I do too," Eddie said with a smile. In the dark, his white teeth seemed to stand out. William pulled out his pack of cigarettes and took one out. He handed the pack to his brother and said,...
"Vera." "What?" she answered without even looking away from her computer screen. Her fingers did not slow down in the least bit. William frowned at the tone of voice that she used in answering him. It seemed to him as if she was upset about something. Dismissing his concerns, he said, "I need you to research the sex industry." "Excuse me," Vera said drawing out each word twice as long as would be normal. She saved the file she was working on before turning to face William. The...
"You're going to be heading off to college soon," William said looking across the fire at Eddie. He added another small log to the fire and sat back to watch it catch. "I've got another two years of high school," Eddie said poking a stick into the fire and watching the end start to burn. He pulled the stick out of the fire. The weak flame flickered and died. The small glowing bud at the end of the stick slowly faded. "Enjoy them while you can," William said. Everyone was telling...
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Chuckling to himself, William shook his head as elements of the near future resolved themselves in his mind. Ken, seated at the dining room table, looked over at him wondering what he had found so humorous. He was about to ask when William said, "It is time for one of my mothers to make an appearance." Lisa, in the kitchen with Tim, wondered why he hadn't asked her to prepare one of the guestrooms. She came out of the kitchen and looked at William with concern. This was the first that...
The underground bunker for housing the computers had been completed. A work crew sent by Dan Biggerstaff was busy wiring the room to support the network that would tie the computers together. It was a massive job considering that they were linking ten thousand computers together. It was made even more difficult due to the fact that they were physically located on four separate floors. The room was cold. The air conditioner was set up to cool ten thousand machines, but there were only empty...
Head in William's lap, Lucy was busy reading a math book. His hand was busy stroking her arm in an absent minded manner while he was reading his book. Lucy put her book down and said, "She's got a crush on you." Frowning at the sudden introduction of a new topic, William asked, "Who? What?" "I said she has a crush on you." "Oh, that's nice," William said wondering who had the crush on him. He turned the page and continued reading. "You don't know who I'm talking about, do...
Nancy Darnell, Mistress of Ceremonies for the Druids, stood at head of the platform. She had finished explaining the significance of the ceremony that was to take place and now she was waiting for the bride and groom. This was her first wedding ceremony in which none of the individuals involved were a Druid. Oliver had volunteered to perform the ceremony, but she had insisted that she be allowed the honor. It was, after all, her service. A very serene Lucy walked to the platform from the...
Jack sat in his new office unable to believe the difference that twenty four hours made in his life. His office was larger than the room he was renting. The furnishings were much more luxurious. Barbara Gray had told him that it had been the bedroom and exercise room, but they had converted it to his office. He would have been quite happy if they had left the bed in the room, but he wasn't going to tell them that. He got up and made his way to the break room to get a soft drink. That was...