economies. Yet, as these gentlemen around me can testify, riches do not guarantee immortality. Very few of the rich are remembered in the history books.'
Kelly looked almost ill as he paused. No one in the room did anything but breathe until he continued.
'Two years ago I began thinking about what I would leave after I was gone. A financial empire fought over by parasitic business associates and relatives, who had only Counted the days till my funeral so they could grab the spoils. Believe me, gentlemen, it was a pretty dismal thought. So I considered methods to distribute my assets in ways that would benefit mankind. But how? Andrew Carnegie built libraries, John D. Rockefeller set up foundations for science and education.
What would do the most good for the peoples of the world regardless of white, black, yellow, red, or brown skins? Regardless of nationalities? If I had listened to my human emotions, it would have been an easy decision to use my money to assist the Cancer Crusade, the Red Cross, the Salvation Army or any one of the thousand medical centers or universities around the country.
But was it really enough? Somehow it sounded too easy.
I decided upon a different direction-one that would have a lasting impact on miwons of people for hundreds of years.'
'So you plotted to use your resources to become the self-proclaimed messiah of the poverty-stricken Latin nations,' Pitt said.
Kelly offered Pitt a condescending smile. 'No, you're quite mistaken, Major-ah-'
'Pitt,' Rondheim provided. 'Major Dirk Pitt.'
Kelly gazed at Pitt thoughtfully. 'Are you by chance any relation to Senator George Pitt?'
'His errant son,' Pitt acknowledged.
Kelly stood like a wax statue for a moment. He turned to Rondheim but only received a stone face in return. 'Your father is a good friend,' he said woodenly.
'Was,' Pitt said coldly.
Kelly fought to keep his composure. It was apparent that the man was deeply troubled by his conscience.
He downed his brandy, took a second to collect his thoughts, and went on.
'It has never been my intention to play God.
Whatever path I chose had to come from a means far more calculating, far less emotional than the human mind.'
'Computers!' the word fell from the lips of Kelly's elderly friend. 'Hermit Limited was the project you programmed into the computers at our data processing division nearly two years ago. I remember it well, James. You closed down the entire complex for three months. Gave everyone a vacation with pay-a display of generosity that you've seldom demonstrated before or since. Loaned the use of the equipment, you said, to the government for a top secret military project.'
I was afraid even then you might have guessed my intentions, Sam.'
It was the first time Kelly had called the old gentleman by name. 'But systems analysis provided the only efficient solution to the problem I presented myself. The concept could hardly be classed as revolutionary. Every government has its think tanks.
The space systems devised for our rocketry and moon projects have been utilized for everything from diagnosing crime reports to improving surgical procedures. Programming a computer to select a country or geographic location that is ripe for a controlled and developed utopian atmosphere and the method to achieve that goal is not as farfetched as any of you might think. 'It's sheet science fiction.'
'In this day and age we all deal in science fiction, do we not'?' Kelly answered. 'Consider this, gentlemen.
Of all the nations of the world, the nations of Latin America are the most vulnerable to outside penetration, primarily because they have not had to face foreign encroachment in well over a hundred years. They were protected by a wall, a wall built by the United States and called the Monroe Doctrine.'
'The American government will take a very dim view of your grandiose scheme,' said a tall man with white hair, white eyebrows and solemn eye.
'By the time their agents have penetrated Hermit Limited's organization we will have proven our intentions with solid accomplishments,' Kelly said. 'They will not bother us. in fact, I predict they Will discreetly give us a green light and provide whatever aid they consider possible without international repercussion.'
'I take it you don't intend to go it alone,' Pitt probed.
'No,' Kelly tersely answered. 'After I satisfied myself that the program was sound and had every chance to succeed, I approached Marks, Von Hummel, Boyle and the other gentlemen you see here who possessed the financial means to make it a reality. They thought as I did. Money is to be used for the, common good of all. Why die and leave nothing but a large bank account or a few corporations that soon forget who Planted their seed and nourished them to financial maturity? We then met and formed Hermit Limited. Each Of us owns equal shares of stock and has an equal voice on the board of directors.'
'How do you know one or more Of Your partners in crime won't get greedy?' Pitt smiled faintly. 'They may swindle a couple or two for themselves.'
'The computer hose well,' Kelly said, undaunted.
'Look at us. No one is under the age of sixty-five.
What do we have left? One, two, maybe with luck ten years. We are all childless. Therefore, no heirs. What does any one of us have to gain by excessive avarice?
The answer is simple. Nothing.'
The Russian shook his head incredulously. 'Your scheme is absurd.
Even my own government would never consider such drastic and reckless action.'
'No government would,' Kelly said in patient explanation. 'But there lies the difference. You think only in political terms. In the history of man, no nation or civilization has ever fallen except by internal revolution or by foreign invasion. I intend to write a new chapter by accomplishing the impossible by adhering to strict business principles.'
'I can't say as I recall murder being taught as a required course in business administration school,' Pitt said, easily, lighting a cigarette.
'An unfortunate but necessary part of the plan,' returned Kelly. 'Methodical assassination is perhaps a more fitting term.' He turned to the Russian. 'You should have your KGB agents read the Ismailians, Comrade Tamareztov. It goes into great detail concerning the methods used by a Persian sect of fanatics that spread terror through the Mohammedan world in 1090 A.D. The word Assassin is their dark memorial to the ages.'
'You're as mad as they were,' the Frenchman said severely.
'If you believe that,' Kelly said slowly, 'you're very naive.'
The Frenchman looked dazed. 'I do not understand. How can you-'
'How can my associates here and I take over an entire continent?' Kelly finished. 'Basically, it's elementary. Purely a problem of economics. We start with an impoverished country, gain control of its monetary resources, discreetly eliminate its key leaders and buy it out.'
'You wax lyrical, James,' said the old man.
'You'll have to do better.'
'There is genius in simplicity, Sam. Take, for example, Bolivia. A country whose people are close to starvation… in many cases the income per family barely exceeding twenty dollars a year. its whole economy is based on the Peroza copper mines. Gain control of the mines and you gain control of the country.'
'I should think Bolivia's army will have something to Say about a foreign-inspired takeover,' Pitt said, Pouring a glass to the brim with brandy.
'Quite right, Major Pitts' Kelly smiled, then said briskly: 'But armies have to be paid. Each has its price, particularly its generals.
If they refuse to be bought, it is then a simple matter of elimination. Again, a business principle. In order to build a more efficient organization, you discard the deadwood and replace it with hardworking, dedicated individuals.' He paused a moment, unconsciously smoothing his beard. 'After Hermit Limited assumes the administration of the government, the army shall be gradually disbanded. And why not?
It is only a drain on the economy. Again, you could compare an army to a company that is losing money. The
