Carrie, for her name was Carrie, watched this man who had come to see her boss. She had said he had traveled a long way, but the truth was they all had. Bold Industries had no office holdings in New Orleans, where Satan lived. When Mr. Bold caught wind of this invention from his sources in several other companies around the world, he used his considerable influence to have it rejected wherever it went, because he wanted it, and the mind behind it, for himself. So he bought up an abandoned office building and called his two most trusted associates to New Orleans. Carrie had been in Washington D.C. when the call had come, and had sat on a plane for many hours. She was not about to watch it all go to waste. As she looked into this boy's eyes, as she dug the knife a little deeper into his grinning head, she saw a change in him.
