Historical fiction surrounding the crimes of 9/11.  In this chapter, Carlucci and Crown thicken the bankster plot.
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This is a fictional narrative wrapped around the real crimes of the September 11, 2001 attacks and the 2008 financial crisis.  A smattering of other real events, institutions, entities, and people have also been included. 

Chapter 10
2 weeks later 

General Dynamics Private Jet 

41,000 Feet Cruising Altitude
James Crown leaned back in his oversize swivel chair.  The corporate titan’s face simmered with fascination and excitement as he examined the crisp report in his hands.  Staring out the window was the man who had brought the good news, Frank Carlucci.  He waited patiently for Crown’s comments.

“Frank,” came a deep voice as Crown peered over the page.  “This is astonishing, much more than I had anticipated.”

Frank said, “I’m pleased that you’re pleased.  Technology is great, isn’t it?”    

Crown nodded and took a deep huff of recycled air, “This presents great opportunities.”

“A crisis always does,” Frank confirmed.    

“This is more than a crisis, Frank.  This is a paradigm shifting event.  And the timing couldn’t be better, with the transition to a digitally-controlled society.  It’s the perfect storm.”

Carlucci questioned, “Do you think it’s a storm that can be managed?”

Crown viewed his counterpart with narrow eyes, “Hypothetically?”

Carlucci shot his eyebrows up and said, “Fuck, James, we’re on a god damn private jet.  There aren’t any unwanted ears up here.” James stood up his long frame and went to fetch some booze.  “Feel like a drink, Frank?”

The spectacled spook accepted.  Mr. Crown made two Manhattans and slouched back down into his cozy perch.  “Let’s weigh some pros and cons, shall we?”

They bantered back and forth.    

The positives. DOD spending would skyrocket within three years of the event.  Global debt would increase exponentially.  The amount of data made available over digital architectures in the social and economic sphere would increase at a blistering pace.  Global sympathy would facilitate a carte blanche US foreign policy for decades.  This terrorist event wasn’t just a great excuse, it was the mother of all trump cards.  China and Russia would be forced to take greater cooperative measures.  Much easier access to Eurasia would be created.    

“What about the negatives?” asked Crown. The master war gamer replied, “They appear to be negligible.” Mr. Crown glanced back at the astounding analysis.  He peered back at Carlucci and said, “It says here that there could be an increase in resistance to centralization due to increased information sharing on the internet.”

“That’s why information control must be a top priority in the years ahead, much more than in the past.”

“It’s not the information that one must worry about, Frank.  It’s the unpredictability of the human race.”

Frank shook his head in disgust, “Look, not everything can be accounted for, that’s true.  But you must realize, the positives far outweigh the negatives.  It’s a calculated risk.”

James gazed out his window thoughtfully.  Could something of this magnitude really be pulled off and not have it come back to haunt the planners and perpetrators? Was it worth the risk? He turned back to Frank slowly and asked, “So if one were to make such a scenario come to pass, where would one begin?”

Frank grinned ear to ear.  He could feel the adrenaline of the mother of all black ops flowing through his pores.  It would be something the likes of which the world had never seen.  It would be profitable.  It would be earth-shaking.  It would be the exciting magnum opus and grand finale of a storied spook’s career.    

 “Well,” Frank began, “I suppose, one might need to start fund raising.  Even if the op falls through, the funds could be used elsewhere.”

Crown grinned and gnawed at a pen, “True.  Money is always a good place to start.  Investment capital must be a priority.” “Groundwork would have to be laid,” Frank added.

“Don’t be so vague, Frank.”

“I mean politically and logistically,” Frank clarified.

James went on, “Those on a need to know basis, I imagine.  One wouldn’t want to have too large a circle involved in such an endeavor.”

Frank chuckled, “That goes without saying.”

James said, “And control files would be necessary as insurance, to keep those involved honest.”

Frank thought this to also be amusing and said, “You have a great ability to phrase things in just the right way.  Yes, I imagine that control files would be necessary.  They usually are.”

James laughed, “I also imagine that time is of the essence, and one might have no time to waste.”

Frank got frank, “These things take time.”

James recoiled, “No need to get testy.  I’m well aware that patience is sometimes necessary.  However, these are urgent matters to be dealt with.”

“I’m well aware of the urgency.  Time is money, but I say again, these things take time.”

“Very well, Frank.  I suppose one might lay some groundwork immediately, then?”

“Yes,” Frank confirmed.

“In the meantime,” James added, “steps will be taken to ensure that defense spending increases, weather overtly or covertly.  Some changes in DC must occur.  I’ll have a chat with Bob and get some things going on the financial side, and you get the ball rolling on ops.”

“Very well,” Frank agreed.  James Crown and Frank Carlucci shook hands and smiled.  It was time to make some serious moves. 

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