Sam was an oil baron. His daddy had been an oil baron. His son, if he didn’t bankrupt the company or buy a baseball team or some damn thing, would be one too. Sam knew there was a lot going on in this, room. It wasn’t a real space, but with his gloves and goggles on, it might as well have been. Everything else was fake, too. The smiles, the platitudes. The board was a nest of vipers, but this new guy, Babbage, he was different. His frozen face just as fake, but he wore it openly. Sam liked that.
The City: 042: Sam
November 25, 2014
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