Langley, Virginia
Special Agent Fulton wrung his hands in nervous tension. The Prometheus was nearly in place. Soon, he would have to set the plan into action. Although he knew his mission was pure and righteous, he still had the normal human doubts. Like all great men, he was not concerned about his game plan. He was worried about Murphy"s Law. He remembered the courage and patriotism of his father during WWII. The man had stormed a hill infested with the enemy – an enemy hiding in caves. Fulton"s enemy was flagrantly in the open, but somehow more elusive. The Gulf Six had raised the price of Saudi crude by an additional seventeen percent. The rat bastards actually had the gall to announce further production cuts on the heels of the price increase.
Fulton"s homeland was threatened by a
