Straight Browsing from the Library: The Fiduciary Delusion by John Molik

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An unambitious young man finally finds himself, only to nearly lose everything in an apparent web of international economic terrorism and intrigue. But, as his world begins to unravel, has he become genuinely delusional? Or is he really on to one of the most dangerous global conspiracies of all time? Against all odds, only love and a true friend's faith can save both him and the world as we know it from the abusive power of evil.

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'Reynolds? Of MI6?' shouted Marshall Rand, the Inspector General of the US Treasury.

'Yes, agent Patel has confirmed this with that reception desk employee at the hotelwhere the memory stick was dropped,' replied Arun Marwah, Director of the India Intelligence Bureau.

Marshall Rand squinted. 'And this employee? He can swear that he can identify him as the man who actually dropped the flash drive?'

'That is correct, sir.'

Marshall squirmed and mumbled a few things then quickly, but politely, ended the phone call.

Standing up, he put his hands on his hips, walked over to the window and stared down at the mass in motion filled with cars, trucks, and taxis, all crawling along the avenue below the banks, hedge fund hyenas, fancy restaurants, and big office towers. Above, he could hear the sound of a commercial airliner departing Washington's National airport to the Northeast. A city humming, entirely greased by cash, credit, money, moolah all created out of thin air by a cartel running the world's private banking operations. Those that bank on that sexy fiat drug, that fiduciary smack attack that greases the invisible hand, are depending on just one thing, its continual unending supply and endless promise. Any rapid withdrawal of the punch bowl, and the party's over. The hooked speculators, opportunists, horders, spenders, trickle downers, everyone in the system, look up to us, all strung out and begging for a chance for a seat, any seat, at the global banquet. But, what happens when it's over? He began to sweat just thinking about how all civilizations must inevitably go through this when he suddenly noticed the deciduous trees along the park that stood there resolute, having had lost most of their leaves. Quickly glimpsing the street lights changing from green to yellow to red, he lost himself in his thoughts. It's a cycle, a historical cycle that not one civilization or empire has ever been able to avoid. It starts with the warrior stage, heroism, honor. Next comes the intellectual phase with its laws, order, justice, art, music, and entertainment. Society, now cocooned, is able to flourish. Then, comes the Merchant phase with its rapid wealth distribution, free trade, increases in standards of living, and the development of modern conveniences. Oligarchs form to control resources, then begin warring. Greed, selfishness, and avarice marks the end of the stage. My job, my sole purpose, is to protect the Intellectual phase and to keep it running, but this noble pursuit has been exposed by history as being inevitably futile. It's as if there is an inner knowing deep seated in the human mind that senses what comes next. Chaos. The final stage of outright theft, civil unrest, and collapse. All that was built up, falls. The thieves, these naked emperors, who connived, pillaged and lied to the population are hunted down and destroyed. A power vacuum is formed and once again, the warriors assert themselves. The cycle begins again.

Rand shook his head, then walked back to his desk and pulled up his secured Adobe Connect entering a password. An entry popped up: London. Private. He clicked on it.

'Sir, I am so sorry to bother you,' started Rand, 'but something serious has come up.'

'Yes, well what is it then?' replied the man with disinterest. He had a voice and accent much like John Major, the former British Prime Minister.

'I'm sure Eckhart has informed you on what the agency had uncovered in India.'

Silence.

'Well, unfortunately, it goes deeper.” He hesitated. “Much deeper than we ever imagined.”

MEET THE AUTHOR

John grew up in Rancho Palos Verdes, California and graduated from UC Davis with a B.A. Degree in Economics and has worked in numerous corporate finance and project management jobs in the consumer electronics and IT industries. In 1990, after taking an extended backpacking trip of the South Pacific before attending graduate school, he met his would be wife and in 1991 was married. They settled back in Irvine and South Orange County area of California. In 2003, he and his family (now with two kids in tow) relocated to Christchurch, New Zealand.

John's interest in writing began when he was a student at UC Davis, having worked as a Feature Writer for the California Aggie Newspaper. Possessing the desire to write again, and with a bucket list goal of eventually trying his hand at thriller novels, he took the plunge, and in 2014, began writing his first novel, The Fiduciary Delusion. John's interests also include: science, existential philosophy, health, and both western and eastern holistic medicine. John also plays guitar, piano, sings and writes music. In addition, John is an admitted “gym rat” and can be regularly found lifting weights, trudging up hills, sea kayaking, and getting out and about enjoying the beautiful wild outdoors.

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