| "Oh, and stolen funds constitutes a gift?" Abbot mutters, angry.
"Don't think that they exactly knew were their funds came from as I
understand their not, Darth," a familiar voice says, years in hiding haven't
softened the Boston twang of it's owner.
"Sir, I see you've arrived safely," Abbot says, rising to greet the
leader of his secret group within the NSA, "How are the old wounds?"
"Well enough," the other said, cordially enough, "Though they do pain
me fiercely every once in a while."
Though it was a close run thing when we spirited you away from Houston,
Abbot added to himself.
"But you were saying something about Them not knowing about something?"
Abbot asked, looking at a package and note that Kennedy was holding.
"They say that they don't know where they got their money, but
figure that since they don't need it anymore," Kennedy chuckled, "So they
went back awhile ago, put it into a Swiss account....and boy did it draw
interest! So they donated it to us, in a round about way."
Abbot's eyes bug out at the figures on the note to the Swiss account.
It was something like five times what had been taken from him.
"Shit," Abbot says reverantly.
"Ah, but before coming here I viewed two rather interesting DVDs," Kennedy
continued. "Lucky for Bishop he did not do what he'd planned on doing.
Bankrupting the Republican Party would have been like lighting off a flair
for the now defunct Cabal, it would just be too anomalous to put off as
anything but the Item. He and his friends would have been liquidated by
Cabal assassins within hours because, frankly, Bishop had gotten rather
sloppy with knowing when to run and hide."
"What?!" Abbot gasps, shocked and confused, not quiet understanding
all that Kennedy had said.
"See, there is this strange theory in this letter about how some works
of fiction can actually be glimpses of events in other realities," Kennedy
begins to explains as he pulls out videos of Enemy of the State
and Sneakers.
And thus Abbot, the man who'd cleared up the mess that Reynolds had
made of Dean's life (and even had arranged the gangster who'd apparently
threatened the lawyer to be arrested), grows deathly quiet as he watches
them both.
After Kennedy leaves (off to surprise quiet a few news reporters by
making the largest comeback ever in politics.....back from the dead as
it were), Abbot vowed to have a long and loud talk with Bishop next time
he met.
"Try to fool me, eh?" Abbot chuckled, waiting for the shock Bishop would
get by seeing these tapes!
"So, where to next?" Betty asks as the TARDIS is finally heading back
to the Whoniverse.
"Well, I had wanted to check into an intriguing psychic back on Earth....but
let's instead go enlist the aid of that one woman called Leela," the Doctor
says, fiddling with a control. "I do believe I have an idea on where the
Morde Expedition is located."
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