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platinum. What Stalling really wanted was access to the Tantalum deposits. For years the element had been used for surgical tools because of its hardness and non-corrosive characteristics. Everyone knew the metal had great possibilities for bone implantation because of its compatibility with biomass. Science is now able to mold arms and legs from metal, then cover them with lab grown muscle and skin. Once attached to the amputee's body, it closely mimicked the missing body part. The one issue science hadn't been able to resolve was the jerky movement or slow reaction time of the replacement limb. Everyone knew it was only a matter of time before the problem would be solved. What they didn't know was that Future Dynamicon had succeeded in solving it three years ago and had bigger plans for the metal than humanitarian.
     
    "Speaking of which..." Stalling continued "How are we coming along with our pet project?"
     
    "I'm expecting an update later today, but from what I hear, it's progressing nicely. We should be able to move the Hubot to the next stage within the month."
     
    "Good, good. And what about Branson?"
     
    "She'll be taken care of."
     
    "It's a shame to lose such a talented employee."
     
    "Yes, but she's the only one who knows the technical details of the Hubot's programming. Once our intelligence division activates the subprogram implanted in one of its secondary chips, Branson's going to notice a difference and figure it out."
     
    "The downside of being too smart," Stalling commented, secretly pleased at the thought of ridding Future Dynamicon of the scientist. She had never hidden her dislike of the CEO, and he had bided his time waiting for the moment she became dispensable. Perhaps he would break his rule of non-involvement and attend her going away party.
     
    "Let me know when she's ready for retirement. I'd like to pay my condolences," he said and laughed.
     
    Lawrence grinned.
     
    "I'll do that."
     
    "Well, if there's nothing else, I have an appointment with our President at three. He needs a little help with one of our Middle East clients. Seems Sheik Amul Kahbrahn is threatening to cut off oil supplies to our African allies if the US doesn't back down on its threat to place sanctions on his country. That would be problematic to my plans."
     
    "Kahbrahn... didn't he try that same thing about four years ago?"
     
    "Yeah. The guy never learns. I guess we may need to give him another reminder that I don't like being left out of the loop."
     
    Pushing a small button on his desk, a voice instantly answered the summons.
     
    "Yes, Mr. Stalling."
     
    "Cora, get me the file on Kahbrahn."
     
    "Of course, Mr. Stalling."
     
    Moments later, an older woman with glasses and graying hair walked in and handed him a file.
     
    "Thank you, Cora. You may go."
     
    Nodding, his secretary left without saying a word.
     
    "Now, let's see. What can we do that would leave a lasting impression on our Mid-Eastern friend?"
     
    Flipping through the pages, he halted and pulled out a photo. Smiling, he held it out to Lawrence, who took it and glanced at the picture.
     
    "This, I believe, will do nicely."
     
    "His daughter, Princess Reina? But she's only twenty."
     
    "Exactly, and his pride and joy."
     
    "And what are we supposed to do with her?" Lawrence asked, frowning. There were some things about his job he didn't like. As much as he didn't mind ridding the Company of problems, kidnapping a young, innocent girl didn't feel right.
     
    "Now, Lawrence, I'm not asking you to do anything drastic. We're just going to give her an extended vacation at one of our local hotels for a few months. When Kahbrahn realizes we mean business, he'll be more than willing to accommodate our wishes. Pick her up during the next college break. That should give us a few weeks to decide on her future before anyone gets suspicious. After all, everyone knows how university kids like to disappear and party."
     
    "We need to be careful and make