5.y.
In the lobby
of the Jacob Center
Tower a man in a long trench coat
casually strolled toward one of the black corner columns of the building. He removed an object from his coat. It looked a lot like a credit card except
there was a rounded bump in the center. On
the bump was a decal that resembled an eyeball.
It had cost this trench coated man a great deal to acquire the iris pattern. He held it in front of the dark glass of the
black column. The man did not enjoy
standing in this position because it made the asymmetry of his arms very
noticeable. He was pleased when the
optical verification of the retinal scanner triggered and quickly lowered his
arm.
The trench
coated man put the card away and held the hand of his larger arm over the hand
print identification area of the glass.
He’d also spent a fortune on the hand print graft.
There was a
hiss and a door slid open in the black column.
The man stepped inside. The
elevator was smooth, metal, and clean with plush emerald carpeting. A slim vertical panel featured two
quarter-sized buttons. Below them was a
series of smaller, pencil eraser shaped metal nubs. The smaller buttons were inscribed with
negative numbers. On the two larger
buttons were the numbers 13 and 26.
Using his
smaller arm the man fingered a sequence into keypad embedded in his wrist. He wanted to verify the funds transfer before
committing.
It was all
there.
He didn’t
grin. Not really. The thing that happened on his face was more
like a grimace of barely detectible pleasure.
It was there for an instant and then it was gone again.
The man in the
trench coat pressed the button marked 26.