Agent Powell was telling the truth.
And Roger Nelson and knew it.
“So, C.E. Mason is like me,” Roger said after a while. “However, this happened to be America where citizens have a legal right to own property and the government cannot confiscate such property without cause.”
“Yeah.”
“All your actions toward me in Kirksville and here in Maryland were designed to convince C.E. Mason you weren’t onto him,” Roger said.
“Right.”
Roger also learned that his chance encounter with Agent Powell in Mazatlán was anything but chance: the FBI agent was keeping tabs on C.E. Mason per instructions from his boss Charles Newman.
“Geez, it gets curiouser and curiouser.” Roger responded to this bit of additional data.
“This is news to you?! I thought you knew everything,” Agent Powell said.
“It’s complicated.”
“Well, are you going after C.E. Mason?” Agent Powell asked. “No. Why should I?” “He only wants you dead, that’s why. It’s not the government, as you believe, that’s after you. You have something he wants. We need you to live.” “Government lies are an art form.” Roger reminded him. “Fair enough. But I want you to listen to a recording NSA made of C.E. Mason with someone from the Chinese Embassy. “C.E. Mason is not aware of its existence?” Roger inquired. “No. Well maybe . . . I don’t know. All we know is he isn’t you.” “C.E. Mason is getting away.” Agent Powell reminded Roger. “That does not concern me,” Roger declared. “Go after him.” Roger hesitated. “You go after him,” Roger said. “You got lots of ways to track people and you don’t even need congressional approval for that.” “Right. But, you need to get him.” “Okay . . . why?” “. . . because he’s a traitor. I don’t know. When he brought his research to the government, they laughed at him and he wasn’t happy that.” Agent Powell noted: “Foreign governments want his work. The word is you’re a product of his research. Attempts, though, by foreign governments such as China to capture you would have been futile for now. That’s all their fiascos in Mexico and Venezuela. They will not give up. And were they to succeed, that action would have invited international repercussions the Secretary General of the Communist Government of China at the UN would prefer to avoid. Besides their agents couldn’t get close enough Roger, but C.E. Mason could. We did better . . . we actually captured you. But didn’t work out too well did it?” I think Dr. Theresa Arosemena had something to do with this.” C.E. Mason was on the run and the Roger and Agent Powell talked. “Lemme get this straight. C.E. Mason wants me dead, but you don’t,” Roger said. “Right. He wants power. Perhaps, he’s unhappy with our government . . . might think it’s too big, too intrusive, becoming too socialist. Hell, I don’t know why.” “And you’re motivated by love of country.” “I won’t put it that way. That would be self-serving. But I’m not an ideologue. I’m an FBI agent. I work for the …show more content…
Roger spied C.E. Mason was exiting the parking lot gate some distance away when Roger reached Agent Powell’s car, but C.E. Mason had not seen him get into the car and start the engine. This parking lot had a diagonal parking pattern for one-way traffic, with one-way traffic spikes, automated gates and tire spikes, which gave Roger a good line of sight of the gate. C.E. Mason soon melded into the heavy highway traffic.
The exit had an attendant. C.E. Mason waved to the attendant who recognized him and opened the gate. Roger reached the gate moments later. Of course, the attendant didn’t know who he was, but through the windshield he saw Agent Powell’s pass on the dashboard. The attendant stepped out of the booth to challenge Roger. Agent Powell, however, appeared at the booth just then and flashed his FBI badge. And he instructed the attendant to open the gate. The attendant returned to his booth and retracted the tire spikes. The gate opened and he waved Roger on
And Roger Nelson and knew it.
“So, C.E. Mason is like me,” Roger said after a while. “However, this happened to be America where citizens have a legal right to own property and the government cannot confiscate such property without cause.”
“Yeah.”
“All your actions toward me in Kirksville and here in Maryland were designed to convince C.E. Mason you weren’t onto him,” Roger said.
“Right.”
Roger also learned that his chance encounter with Agent Powell in Mazatlán was anything but chance: the FBI agent was keeping tabs on C.E. Mason per instructions from his boss Charles Newman.
“Geez, it gets curiouser and curiouser.” Roger responded to this bit of additional data.
“This is news to you?! I thought you knew everything,” Agent Powell said.
“It’s complicated.”
“Well, are you going after C.E. Mason?” Agent Powell asked. “No. Why should I?” “He only wants you dead, that’s why. It’s not the government, as you believe, that’s after you. You have something he wants. We need you to live.” “Government lies are an art form.” Roger reminded him. “Fair enough. But I want you to listen to a recording NSA made of C.E. Mason with someone from the Chinese Embassy. “C.E. Mason is not aware of its existence?” Roger inquired. “No. Well maybe . . . I don’t know. All we know is he isn’t you.” “C.E. Mason is getting away.” Agent Powell reminded Roger. “That does not concern me,” Roger declared. “Go after him.” Roger hesitated. “You go after him,” Roger said. “You got lots of ways to track people and you don’t even need congressional approval for that.” “Right. But, you need to get him.” “Okay . . . why?” “. . . because he’s a traitor. I don’t know. When he brought his research to the government, they laughed at him and he wasn’t happy that.” Agent Powell noted: “Foreign governments want his work. The word is you’re a product of his research. Attempts, though, by foreign governments such as China to capture you would have been futile for now. That’s all their fiascos in Mexico and Venezuela. They will not give up. And were they to succeed, that action would have invited international repercussions the Secretary General of the Communist Government of China at the UN would prefer to avoid. Besides their agents couldn’t get close enough Roger, but C.E. Mason could. We did better . . . we actually captured you. But didn’t work out too well did it?” I think Dr. Theresa Arosemena had something to do with this.” C.E. Mason was on the run and the Roger and Agent Powell talked. “Lemme get this straight. C.E. Mason wants me dead, but you don’t,” Roger said. “Right. He wants power. Perhaps, he’s unhappy with our government . . . might think it’s too big, too intrusive, becoming too socialist. Hell, I don’t know why.” “And you’re motivated by love of country.” “I won’t put it that way. That would be self-serving. But I’m not an ideologue. I’m an FBI agent. I work for the …show more content…
Roger spied C.E. Mason was exiting the parking lot gate some distance away when Roger reached Agent Powell’s car, but C.E. Mason had not seen him get into the car and start the engine. This parking lot had a diagonal parking pattern for one-way traffic, with one-way traffic spikes, automated gates and tire spikes, which gave Roger a good line of sight of the gate. C.E. Mason soon melded into the heavy highway traffic.
The exit had an attendant. C.E. Mason waved to the attendant who recognized him and opened the gate. Roger reached the gate moments later. Of course, the attendant didn’t know who he was, but through the windshield he saw Agent Powell’s pass on the dashboard. The attendant stepped out of the booth to challenge Roger. Agent Powell, however, appeared at the booth just then and flashed his FBI badge. And he instructed the attendant to open the gate. The attendant returned to his booth and retracted the tire spikes. The gate opened and he waved Roger on