Doctor Calmer: “I
see.” What did you mean by hi-tech?”
Stand: “It is
like on Star-trek.” “Some kind super-science working with this club.” “The club is really a front for the whole
operation.” “Prostitution, drugs, sex-slave trade, pornography, gun-running, and
money –laundering.” “All the girls
in the club are really hi-priced hookers.” “And when I say
high priced, I really mean hi-priced.”
‘You even have to pay just to look at them.” “That is where some of the hi-tech comes into
play.” “Each member that wants to see
the girls, are issued a special set of glasses that syncs it’s self
with you retina and everything you look at gets registered into a database and
automatically bills your credit card of bank account.” “However, there is
button on the right side of those glasses, and if you hold in down for 3 seconds,
it will x-ray the girls close and she will appear to be nude.” “When one does that, it will trigger a debit
from your account for $50.00 dollars, and she will get a text from you on her
cell-phone and come over to your table with a bottle of wine to keep
you company for the rest of the night, or for however long you want at
the rate of $500.00/hr.”
Doctor Calmer:
“Wow!”
Stand: “Still
think it’s just going to be just a routine operation?”
Doctor Calmer:
“No,” ‘my son, this may be over sooner than I thought.’ ‘The more corrupt an organization is, the
easier it is to unravel the mechanics of its structure, ‘sort-of like a house
of cards.’ “All one needs to do is remove the main supporting cards, and it will
all come down.” “They are criminals,
son.” “Extremely hi-tech, and well-funded,
but still criminals.” “They will
never be able to escape their nature.”
“It will fail them every time.”
Stand:
“Wow!” Your strategy sounds good
Doc.” “However, I will still be praying
for you the whole time.” “God-speed!”
Doctor Calmer:
“Thank you!” “I will need all the help I
can get.”
TO BE CONTINUED
FBI Agent 1: “This
mission is highly classified and totally covert.” “Extreme caution is a must.” “Are you psychologically ready Roger for this
mission doc?”
Doctor Calmer: “Yes,
my team is assembled and ready and mission code alpha-tango-Charlie is ready to
be executed at will.” “The supporting
cards have been identified and targeted.”
FBI Agent 1: “Excellent!” “Proceed to execute mission and report for
debriefing in 4800 hrs.” “Roger, over and out.”
Doctor Calmer: “Roger,
Roger!”
Doctor Calmer and his team went into action. Everything happened just as he predicted. The main supporting cards of the criminal organization
was of course, the crooked bankers. Once
the feds got on their case, and started to associate them with drugs,
human trafficking, prostitution, sex-slave trade, child—pornography,
gun-running, and with gangsters, the cash-flow of the structure came to
a Holt. All the clubs were shut down and pad-locked and personnel arrested, in
a span of 48 hrs. However the owner and
his son fled the country. Several prominent leaders of the club scattered
everywhere to escape arrest. And just
like clock-work, the Doctor was back shrinking heads in now time. Once again a measure of stability was re-established.
Stand: “Wow!” “Doc!” “You are truly an amazing man!” “How do you keep so cool under such difficult
situations?”
Doctor Calmer: “I
like to think that it is not me doing the work.”
“I believe there is a much higher power at work and I am just a tool in
his hands”
Stand: “Amen!
Doctor Calmer: “Your session is up my son.” “And son, please stay out of clubs.
As the doc leaves his office, he keeps feeling like
something is wrong and he keeps hearing the sound of foot steps behind him in
the dark shadows of the parking structure.
And then:
Owner of the club:
“Well, well, well!” He said as he stands in the shadows shinning a blinding
light in the doctor’s face. “We finally
meet.”
Doctor Calmer: “It’s
you!” “You must surrender!”
Owner of the club:
“Not a chance!” He says as he fires a shot at the doctor. He’s hit and he goes down and is motionless.
TO BE CONTINUED:
