Live the "amazing" story of Elliot, a young British man who travels to the United States to experience historical events, while he meets friends and enemies, fights and becomes the CEO, but what is evil?
This is a story of self-discovery...
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Wow everything seems to continue somewhat normal after everything that has happened I have finally felt somewhat calmer although perhaps I think there are several things I would like to know about here I don't know maybe meet Ludwin's family? Anyway, those questions were not the most important thing now,
Well don't know what Ludwig was thinking when he tasked Xavier and me with building a train system beneath the factory. Sure, I've had my share of ambitious ideas, but building an underground train? That's completely out of my league. I've never touched anything remotely resembling that kind of engineering.
But I've learned not to panic. In times like these, it's all about knowing the right people. And Red. We've been friends for years, and he's always been the go-to man for various "projects" we couldn't handle in the past. His construction company, WC (yes, it still has that name), is a small operation on the surface, but I know better. But as we know beneath the layer of concrete and steel, Red has his hands in some secret, perhaps questionable projects.
So, I picked up the phone and called Red. He didn't even sound surprised when I told him about the train project.
He told me, "You know, Elliot, you always find yourself in a lot of trouble." the strangest situations—don't you ever wonder what you dream about?—he said, giggles hidden behind his words.
I explained the situation with Ludwig, the factory, and this mysterious underground subway system. I kept the details of why Ludwig wanted it a secret—Red doesn't ask unnecessary questions, but his silence can be a shield. He agreed to meet the next day to discuss logistics.
Red's confidence calmed my nerves. If anyone could make sense of Ludwig's vague plans and turn them into reality, it was him. But even with Red on board, one nagging thought lingered in the back of my mind: What purpose would this train serve? Was it really just for convenience, or was there another, more sinister reason Ludwig was so involved in this underground endeavor?
I still didn't have the answers, but I knew this: Whatever Ludwig was planning, it was bigger than any of us imagined.
And in what followed was about the logistics of this train project, an idea that Ludwin is exceptionally enthusiastic about. I'm starting to think his excitement isn't just about innovation—it's about control, but that's a thought for another day.
Red and I met with Ludwin to outline the nitty-gritty of costs and timelines. Red, with his vast experience in construction and uncanny knack for numbers, came prepared. He rattled off details about materials, labor costs, and equipment, which Ludwin seemed to absorb like a sponge, nodding appreciatively.
Then came the timeline—Ludwin, ever ambitious, wanted the underground system operational in under a year. Red, though polite, stood his ground. "With the specs you're proposing and the secrecy you demand, we're looking at closer to two years," he said. I admired Red for speaking up; Ludwin's power can make most people fold like cheap paper.
Throughout the meeting, I couldn't shake the feeling that this project wasn't just about efficiency or transportation. Ludwin spoke in almost cryptic terms about "future-proofing" and the train being a foundation for "greater things." It's as if he has a master plan that he's revealing in breadcrumbs.
I made sure to take careful notes, but part of me wonders what Red really thinks. On our drive back, I'll have to ask him. For now, I'm left pondering—how far down does this rabbit hole go?
