While I would like to elaborate on some of the new faces at the end of the book, I think the next will do a better job. I don’t want to belabor it too much.

There are a few things that I will point out in this week’s blog. One is that I left a lot of things in the book that some writers might not.  For example:

As they walk up to the receptionist counter, Richard notes how the counter is made from the same white marble. A young woman, sitting behind the counter, typing away, stops, seeing the pair approach her. “Can I help you?” she asks politely.
 
Joe looks down to her, smiling. “It’s me. I’m here to see Mr. Matterhorn,” he causally remarks.
 
“Yes, that’s the only reason you ever come up here, anymore,” she says with a sigh, pushing a button on a nearby console as she lifts the handset to a communications console. Joe pulls back from the counter, Richard seeing his friend’s eyes widen and his grasp of the counter tense. She looks up at him. “You can go up. He’s in a meeting, but he’ll be finished by the time you get up there.” Joe grins nervously and then darts quickly to the bank of elevators directly behind the information desk. He presses a button with an arrow pointing up.

Receptionist & Joe

You’re probably wondering what happened there.  I’m going to talk about this interaction a little more than the next example just because it’s not an isolated incident, as you will see in the epilogue. While I mentioned in the past that Joe struggles here, the end presents to what degree.  When you get into the next book, you’ll understand why I left it all in there, since it makes you wonder what his fiancee is like (you’ve forgotten, haven’t you?).

Which brings us to Mr. Matterhorn:

He grasped the crystal firmly, still staring at the door. “Do we have enough to start?” he asked.
 
The redhead put on her glasses and looked down at her computer. “The schematics are slightly disorganized, but it’s all we need.”
 
He looked over to the brunette. “How soon could we have a prototype?” he continued.
 
“If we work the fabrication department overtime,” she began, looking down at the laptop, “seventy-two hours, minimum.”
 
Mr. Matterhorn nodded, looking down at the crystal he rolled in his hand. “Good, good. That will put Mr. Pike some distance away when we begin testing. Very good.”

Mr. Matterhorn

I don’t want to say much more about this, other than you probably suspected an ulterior motive from his previous interaction with Joe.  What is happening will become clear early in the next book.

The final characters were actually more of an introduction than ones we only had a brief mention of elsewhere in the book, though one is familiar:

“Scan the room,” the older gentleman requested, looking over to one of the council.
 
He looked down at a console before himself and then looked up. “It’s clear.”
 
The tall, stout man stood from the table, stepping closer to the older gentleman. “This could be a problem,” he remarked, the older gentleman waving him off.
 
“This changes nothing,” The older gentleman nodded his head slowly, “though, it did clear up some loose ends with surprising effectiveness.” The older gentleman stood. “This whole matter is but a distraction, a brief one at best.” 

‘Tall, stout man?’ ‘Older gentleman?’  Yes, these are characters in the story.  One is actually in the book elsewhere (very briefly), but the other, along with the council are making their appearance.  I was considering whether I would try to flesh out the context more, but I realized more context would only make sense if you’ve read the rest of the book.  After all, this is in the epilogue.

Next month, let’s focus on the future, on what comes next.

Yes, including me.


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