C A P I T O L I O : In God We Trusted

Grounded - Chapter One

"Step into the light." said the clerkwoman.   
"State your name please." she said
"Kevin Acey." I replied.  
"State your occupation, sir." she said
"District 38, Accountant."    
"O.K. Congratulations! Have a nice day!" she said.  
"Thanks! You too." I replied.   

Kevin Acey. Born July 15, 1990. 38th District Accountant. Level 5, Sub section 2, 7th cubicle. Thats what the official I.D. says. Am I exicited, yeah. But this isnt my "Dream Job." I mean, what would you expect from a guy who spent 5 years with the C.I.A as a special agent, retiring. A desk job? Nah. I didnt want it. But I did want it. Sitting in A 10 by 10 box for 8 hours isnt fun or pleasing, but if it helps my community, I'll do it. Brownsville, Brooklyn. Home of Michael Jordan. But no one cares anymore. I thought i could come back, and help my area, hands on. But, I geuss someone who was trained to kill and leave no hostages, wasnt the person to shake hands with friends and haters.

"Hey Kace. What ya doing here. Did the neighbors leave their lights on overnight again?" asked Steph.

That's Stephanie. Stephanie Morales. She might not look hispanic, but she can make you beg for anything you want that she has. Plus, she makes a mean taco and salsa mashup.  

"No, no its just running up and down all of your life gives you one moment to stop and think. To relax." I said.
"Lmao, your such a dork." she replied.
"Yeah, thanks for the self-esteem boost." I said jokingly.
"Relax, cant take a compliment?" she asked.  
"That all depends on who's giving the compliment." I replied.  
"Oh well, im 5 boxes over, so, if you need me to change your diapers on your first day, you know where to find me." she said.
"How about right now?" I asked
"Ha ha ha, get to work!" she said.

Did I mention she's hot. And she wears the clothes to show it.

"Kacey! Whats up my man? I already know what is, the ceiling! But you know whats down? Your productivity! You have a new case file for a stock broker in Brooklyn directly connected to the administration office in the White House. I need you to review and evaluate it. But what are you just starin at me for? Get To WORK. I didnt accept a Berkely Graduate who majored in economic sciences for nothing!" Justin said.      

I promise you, this guy is one conversation away from a one way trip to the hospital. Justin Baxter. Pretty boy for Baxter Industries. He's actually the founders son. Norman Aliace Baxter. Built the whole thing from the ground up. And since his pops is a billionaire, Justin thinks he can run the place. He's a designated asshole.

Its a complex file. Who knew something so simple from Brooklyn can be connected to the white house. Everything is electronic so, I checked out the file. Over 1000 pages of paperwork was on it. Seperated into different sections. 50 of them to be exact. I went to the video section to get a general overview. There was only one video. It was a bunch of corporate crap though. Nothing major to the opperation. I rechead the end of the video and the words plastered in bold were, "Thanks For The Help!" The level of cornyness was overwhelming. There was a link at the bottom of the words. I clicked on it....like....who wouldnt. It led to a private server, with a password. This is where it got strange. Luckily I had a security jammer in my pocket from back when I was in the force. I got through in 15 seconds. Then it was one more video I had to watch. i started to wonder, why were they hiding this, and who would hide this. Ironically, the video answered my question.    

"Hello!" said the man in the video.
"My name, I cannot reveal due to security purposes. This account was set for a stock in the market, directly linked to the white house. However, it would go farther than that. You see, every stock in our country runs through the administrative office of the white house. This account would affect not one, but all stocks that the United States Are Associated with. I created this account. But it was recently hacked by an unknown source. The account contains a balance of negative 20 trillion dollars. A little more than our country's national debt. What the hackers have done is set a virus in this account that would basically bring our country to its knees in a matter of weeks. I am calling this virus Capitolio which means capitol in spanish. Who ever is watching, know that you are being watched, and depending on what you do with this information, you may not have long to live. Such a virus cant be stopped, so prepare for your demise. Before I end this video, and they kill me, I am Garth Coubi-."

It ended.

Shocked. Speechless. Before the video ended a man in black pulled a gun to the head of....Garth! I basically watched a man say his death letter. And I wasnt even the one going to kill him. If I told anyone else, I would put them in danger as well. It was hard to breathe. I stared in total silence and disbelief. Frozen. I was grounded. Like a bird who's wings were clipped.