The sunset was a colorful, diesel stain on the western sky. The city of Detroit lay in a capitalist, greedy sprawl below Derrick's feet. Somewhere down there, was Steven Vance, the man with the knowledge of Coolex's business plans, corporate takeovers, and most importantly, personnel.
Coolex had the population, resources, security and land holdings of a small country. Spread out across the face of the world, of course, like any self respecting, megalomaniacal company. Mr. Vance was one of their top lawyers, and he would probably know what Derrick needed.
With a corporation the size of Coolex, it was best to start hacking at the top.
Friday, March 21, 2008
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