All Chapters of Rise Of The Trillionaire: Robert Jackson: Chapter 211
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CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND ELEVEN
The coverage continued on Monday.It went on Tuesday and Wednesday and even gained some of the attributes of a story with many frequencies operating at the same time. Financial coverage on the structural innovation. General press about the people stories. Social media published by the individual Zenco employees where they truly expressed how the announcement impacted their lives.A woman named Teresa in the south logistics division left a video the morning after the announcement from her car in the Zenco car park. She was not crying. She was laughing. She stated that she called her mother at six AM and that her mother wasn't convinced, and she read the documents to her mother over the phone until her mother accepted. The video has been viewed four million times by Wednesday afternoon.Robert didn't watch the video until it was sent to him by Dave.He watched it once at his desk.He sent Dave two words. This matters.Dave replied. I know.This seemed more like a board meeting where the
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND TWELVE
Carver began the deeper investigation on Tuesday.He had been so careful up to now. Methodical. They were the same as the one who knew that the worth of the information was directly related to its cleanliness of collection and the fact that tainted collection methods tainted the information itself.He'd told Phillip this twice.Phillip has ordered him to go ahead.So he proceeded. The resignation was in a professional way that indicated that this was a request from the client that the professional had been careful not to make, and that the client's resources and the client's insistence were enough to provide a sufficient instruction.He started from the hospital data prior to Roxanne's reconciliation with Robert.Standard medical privacy protections were observed to seal the records. He used someone with a link to a system linked to the hospital's archival network. Not a direct violation. A second access point that was not properly closed during a system move eighteen months ago for i
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTEEN
On a Thursday evening, Robert directly asked Roxanne.After Clara was down, they were in the kitchen. The particular quiet that ensues after Clara goes to bed. The town is outside and getting ready for night. Roxanne was making tea, and Robert was at the island, but he wasn't reading the report anymore because he had been carrying something on his mind since the last time she messaged him on Saturday saying there's something I have to tell you that I should have told you a long time ago.She hadn't told him yet.Four days had gone by.He had not pushed. From the quality of her message he knew that she must find the moment for herself and that it would take time that he was willing to give her. But the carrying of the not yet spoken thing had taken hold in the penthouse in that way that unspoken things take hold in shared spaces. Present anonymously.He set the report aside.He gazed at her at the counter.Where her mind was elsewhere, she was taking care of minor details, making tea.
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FOURTEEN
Agent Chen called on Friday morning.Robert was sitting at his desk looking at the external communications monitoring report which Carlisle had prepared when the board announced it. He answered on the second ring.“I have to let you know something," Chen said. “It's not something I'm actively investigating, its just intelligence that has come my way and it just seems like you should know it because I think you should.”"Tell me," he said."Two former financial operatives from the Castellano network," Chen said. “They were both found dead in the past seven days, and both have been ruled suspicious by the local police in the countries.” She paused. “They were not major players, support roles, financial routing and account management,"Robert leaned forward slightly.“What ties them together besides the coalition?" he asked.“There were still some documents from the original coalition period that both men had left behind,” Chen said. “We know this because both men had taken separate info
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTEEN
Dave discovered the extended algorithm on Wednesday morning.He had been going through the system logs with Carlisle's remote support for the past week. Carlisle had spotted three access signatures that weren't on any registered user in Zenco's executive systems. Signatures that did not log activity and have gone both in and out. Ghost signatures. The particular imprint made by a program designed to leave no trace in the system activity log.It took Dave four days to find out where the program lived.He discovered it at seven AM on a Wednesday inside a folder of a nested system in the logistics management system that had been set up when they implemented the employee ownership scheme. The name of the folder was similar to one for a typical system backup. Nothing that is likely to catch anyone off-guard in a normal audit.He opened it.It was more advanced than he was expecting.He didn't get to it for long before he called Carlisle.Carlisle walked him through the architecture over a
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTEEN
Roxanne went on to build up her social media presence further during October.She hadn't asked for it. She had made one honest speech at a business summit where Robert told her to go, she went and said the true things and the true things had found an audience that managed versions never found. The clip had gone around. The coverage was following. And now, three months after the summit she was getting invites and profile requests and approaches that weren't tied to the name of Robert being added to her name.They were addressed to her.She handled the invitations in the same way that she treats everything in her business. The careful discernment of one who knew the difference between exposure which served a purpose, and exposure which served the exposure itself. She accepted three and declined eleven. She approached the three she accepted with the composed directness she brought to all professional matters.In October, she was profiled in a luxury magazine.The writer had been with her
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTEEN
The doctor was located by Phillip's investigator on a Tuesday.Carver had been working backward through the records. From his limited access to the hospital's secondary system, as well as the names of the individual practitioners listed within that system. The majority of the names were common. General practitioners. Hospital staff. Expected rotations of routine care providers.A single name came up and then disappeared.A specialist. Connected to a private clinic that had since been closed. He specialist's professional registration had lapsed three years after the clinic closed. He had not practiced publicly since.It took four days for Carver to find him.He lived in a seaside town, eight hours away from the city. Not hiding exactly. Simply distant. The distance someone has maintained from an aversive connection to a professional life they no longer wished to have, as a result of physical separation, not hiding.His name was Dr. Aldric Mendes.He was an expert in obstetric medicine.
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHTEEN
Robert received the invitation on a Monday morning.A formal letter on headed paper from the secretariat of an international economic committee convening in three months. The committee was reviewing the effects of wealth concentration and corporate governance and the responsibility of large-scale businesses to the communities they served.They were calling a small group of business leaders to testify. The invitation described Robert as someone who is very well known in the public arena, for whom the employee ownership movement and his track record of community investment are very relevant to the work the committee is doing.He took the letter to his desk to read. He put it down. He went to window. He returned and read it once again.It was his instinct that first came into him, as it had with the Patricia Osei profile. To decline. To help keep the particular privacy he had found so helpful in many years of understanding that visibility created vulnerability.He had not declined the Os
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND NINETEEN
At two AM on Thursday, Robert was in Clara's room.Roxanne found him there.She had woken at one fifty, stretched out toward him in the darkness and found that the bed space beside her was empty, with the particular coldness of sheets that had been empty for some time. She lay silent awhile. She listened. The air in the penthouse was silent. Not the alarming quiet. The ordinary quiet of a building at two AM.She got up.She went and found him in Clara's room standing next to the cot.He wasn't doing anything. Not adjusting Clara's blanket. Not responding to a sound. Simply standing. Having a glimpse of Clara as he looked at her sometimes in these hours. The total focus of the person who has discovered something to observe and is actively observing it.Clara was asleep.The small quiet breathing of a sleeping child. Perfectly safe and perfectly sound.Roxanne stood in the doorway for a moment.She watched the man who was watching Clara.This she had seen before. Not once or twice. Regu
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY
Agent Chen visited Dave on a Tuesday morning.She had never come to the office before. All previous messages had been sent by secure communication or in private meetings on locations with special neutrality. The office wasn't neutral. The office was visible. When she came to the office, she had decided that the need for what she was bringing was more important than the visibility of the channel.She was met in the lobby by Dave and escorted to the small conference room on the second floor which was not part of the executive floor, and had no window overlooking the main floor atrium. He had selected it ahead of her because if anyone was observing the construction the little conference room would not result in a visible meeting between Dave Morrison and a federal agent.Chen sat down.She did not open a folder or produce documents. She had brought nothing with her that could be observed or photographed."I am not here officially," she said.“Yeah, I get that,” Dave said."Somebody’s bee