Dog Eat Dog

“Things are going according to plans,” said the subordinate. “We’re exposing the pedophile priests now just like you have ordered. But I still can’t understand why?”

“That’s because you don’t need to know,” said Adonis. “Now leave me—and continue your work.”

“Yes sir,” the subordinate said and left the room. Adonis shook his head angrily. He knew that he would soon have to replace this one also before the subordinate fully understood the part he had played in his own demise.

Adonis heard the familiar knock on the back door of his office. He went and opened the door himself as he had given the wait-staff the night off.

“Adonis, how good to see you,” said the Gray Man with a wry smile. The tall and slim man before him wore only dark colors.

“How are you, my friend,” Adonis said nervously. “Would you care for a drink?”

The Gray Man graciously accepted.

After the formalities had been satisfied, the Gray Man asked, “What progress has been made since I last met with you?”

“Under the guise of trade wars, the dollar will continue its slow disintegration,” said Adonis. “We now merely await the accelerant that will be used to bring about economic collapse. Any idea when this will occur?”

The Gray Man looked at him sternly and said, “We’ll let you know.”

Adonis was reminded of his recent conversation with his subordinate.

“I see the pedophile priest leak is getting larger,” said the Gray Man reverting back to a more jovial mood.

“Yes, we will continue to drive the cattle away from the other religions only to end up embracing our own,” said Adonis proudly. He always started to feel better when discussing the common enemy.

The Gray Man congratulated him on his success.

“On the other hand, you need to plug that “Lolita Express” leak or we won’t have enough lackeys left to front for us,” said the Gray Man. “As you know, we are not yet ready to bring all of this out into the open.”

“The truth will not be revealed by the mainstream media until we allow it,” said Adonis. “And as you know, if it’s not fed to them on their favorite television channel or newspaper, the useless eaters won’t believe it.”

The Gray Man laughed knowing that this was true.

“Make sure you keep it as a limited hangout to remove only those we want exposed at this time,” he said. “This thing could get away from us quickly if we don’t stay on top of it.”

“Our gatekeepers in the newsrooms will make sure nothing is put out there without our permission,” said Adonis.

“Good.”

The Gray Man could see that Adonis had something else on his mind and asked him about it.

“I can’t help but get the impression that the final phase of our endgame is at hand,” Adonis said. I’m glad for this as it has been my life’s work. But I still haven’t heard from anyone above you and I don’t even know your last name. I would like to know what will become of me and my family after the collapse occurs.”

“You will all be taken care of for a job well done,” said the Gray Man.

“But how will this unfold?” asked Adonis anxiously. “If it goes nuclear, I have no shelter and have yet to receive an invitation from anyone…”

“No need to worry,” the Gray Man interrupted arising from the chair. “Now I must be off to my next appointment,” he said while glancing at his watch.

“Keep up the good work, my friend,” the Gray Man said to Adonis shaking his hand.

After he had left, Adonis fixed himself another drink and wondered whether he had made the right choice all those years ago for the fame and fortune he had acquired since that time.

Upon reaching his car, the Gray Man called his boss to let him know what had transpired.

Finishing the call, he knew that he would soon have to replace this one also before Adonis fully understood the part he had played in his own demise.