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DARWIN'S GAME
By Wayne Webb
CHAPTER 24
The email had lead nowhere, it was a throwaway
account made on a public service traced back to an IP address
obviously masked more than once and a complete dead end. Jacob was
expecting no less from someone who had already proven the ability he
had to hide his identity and cover his tracks. Blake was still
covering the media and all public facing tasks, Jacob was still happy
not leaving his hotel room, not for the foreseeable future anyway.
Blake was pulling in a decent amount from his
appearances, paid to appear and take the rough with the smooth from
the various pundits, hosts, comedians and politicians working their
media savvy angles and trying to appear relevant and meaningful when
the only person taking any effective action is Darwin himself. He was
completely capable of handling himself and the barbs of opponents
with no personal attacks or ad hominem assaults of his business
partner ever getting through the armour. He had barley been back
longer than an hour at a time to check in on the site, the staff of
his partner before running off again to the next engagement. The
exposure was great for them, not only were they being seen and
delivering the message of what Facts Alone was all about, they were
driving people to come and see the site, sign up and increase the
advertising and sponsorship money that was pouring into the coffers.
More often than not Blake Hilliard would be talking about the media
role in the Darwin affair, not the hidden meaning or guesswork into
the motivations and intent of what they were seeing. It often came
full circle back to the very reason for the Facts Alone's creation in
the first instance, there was so little known so all the 'extra'
information was opinion and blind guessing dressed up as 'expert'
derived news. It always lead to the lively debates about the role of
guests on the shows, the necessity of the shows and of course the
nature of truth and the motivations of everyone there.
Blake was always very clear about his
motivation, to expand the reach of his product and to make money,
which is why he nearly always said yes and nearly always took the
paid gigs. Never kowtowing to the hosts agenda or taking the bait
laid by conservative or liberal guests, but playing the same message
over and over again. The facts are the facts, everything else is on
us, not on what you see. These kind of appearances only added to the
conspiracy theories about the involvement with the Darwin identity,
despite having been cleared, accused, cleared and re-accused many
times over in the media, never by the authorities.
He was sick of being asked the meaning of
everything. One of Darwin's more enigmatic and therefore irritating
qualities was to provide little or no added commentary to the
episodes as they came in. There was no judgement and no statement of
justice or right to any of the deaths, they were just there and
happening. You could not hear what the players were saying to each
other and the camera angles were not always the best for the
experienced lip readers who were hired to find more, dig further and
fill in some of the gaps as everyone races to find the meaning in
whatever this thing is. Everyone thinks they know, that their own
interpretation is the one that is right, but nothing is confirmed
just because it is popular.
Man is a being in search of meaning, so Plato
once said and while most people were looking for that meaning in this
most meaningless of entertainments, Jacob was now looking for the
facts behind it all. Blake had given him the Plato quote weeks ago,
when he had first used it on some news segment or talk show and it
had settled on Jacob and stayed for days in the back of his mind.
They knew, like with all the other problems they saw in the media,
the problems that started them down the road to the service they
provided, that it was human nature that drove the biggest issues they
had. Desire for explanation, desire for being told the quick way what
to think or feel, desire for more, for change and for less and for
the same. These fought with each other in everyone, and while it
seemed that it was counter-intuitive to the idea of news to actually
provide the opposite, there it was anyway. People drove the news by
the capitalist ideal, they watched the shows that gave them what they
came back for, opinion and the easy road, the agreement and the
argument. They cried for truth and fairness but settled instantly on
the ones that were exactly what they wanted or the ones that
challenged their views. Virtually no one was in it for the Facts
Alone, but there were still people asking for it and they made a
decent hough living on that principle. They had no narrative in their
stories, but they had a narrative about themselves in their own
story. On the face of it, whatever was featured on Facts Alone had no
narrative, but if you knew who they were, why the Facts Alone service
was there and what it did, then the narrative was pre-packaged around
whatever it was you were consuming. This was unavoidable, the medium
was the message as predicted.
Jacob was looking for the facts, the things
that were outside of all the noise that was permeating the popular
media and commentary out in the world. If man were truly a being
looking for meaning, then Darwin was capitalising on that with his
complete refusal to provide any whatsoever. He had stopped and given
one message so far and that message was to him, personally. Whatever
he intended, he had not intended that Jacob react the way he had
perhaps? Certainly something had happened that made him reach out
with the barest of messages. Why would he do that unless Jacob and
Blake were part of the plan in some way? There was no need for them
anymore, it was not like they were any more integral to getting the
episodes seen or beyond the police's reach than anyone else with an
internet connection now that the game was world wide and famous.
Darwin had stepped out of character to make a
statement directly to me, thought Jacob before re-evaluating and then
correcting his own assumption. Darwin had stepped into character to
make that statement as he had none prior to that. So there was some
thought and some ethics or morals behind the programme then, or that
could be safely assumed. Only the truly guilty were in the game as
players, there were no collateral damaged people that they were aware
of. So there was a person or persons there with a semblance of reason
and intent, no message perhaps like the business that he was party
to, they did not want to just kill, they did not intend to simply
carry out painful and public endorsed executions, which some people
were calling it (approvingly).
There was no message, the message was in the
delivery. Murderers and violent repeat offenders put into situations,
the situation rotates when someone dies. The people involved were all
taken, over a period of time and held together or separately and then
brought together. Different states, different situations, some were
known and some were unknown locations. He had to have access to
government records as well as private ones, and would have to had
money or influence at high levels. Though it was also conceivable
that he had nothing but access at low levels, the levels where things
get done and people are more likely to keep secrets.
The screen wall was playing the episodes, five
of them dedicated to the originals as they had arrived and then 4
more kept an eye on the news, so that if anything broke it would come
up there first. Jacob knew that the FBI and the police, the NSA the
CIA and anyone with even the remotest chance of discovering the
evidence buried in the shows would have been over them already, and
they would have followed every lead they could. As far as anyone knew
no one had zeroed in on the Darwin location or identity. They would
have been looking at the details, the visual clues the props and the
clothes, the lighting and anything that made any traceable sense.
These were not things that Jacob was any better or any more ready to
follow up on, he did not have the access, the information, the
warrants or any of the tools that they had.
What he had was new eyes, he had a personal
connection even though he knew nothing whatsoever about what it might
be, buy he had a personal connection with Darwin. They had been
chosen, they had been singled out for the first one and then had been
included well beyond the point when they were unnecessary to the
Game's continuance. They, he really, had been kidnapped and made a
point of to send a message to the FBI. Then he had been given a new
message, “The message was not for you”. That original message,
the one everyone thinks was a middle finger to the FBI to show them
they were not it charge, that was the message that they all assumed
was not for Jacob and Blake. Yet they were caught up in the
kidnapping, and made part of that message.
Unless that was not the message he meant, not
the message that he was referring to. Maybe it was that another
message was not for him, but this one certainly was. The message
about the message was for Jacob, it was delivered right here to this
screen array and no where else. This message was for him, the
previous was not.
What did that mean for Jacob, Blake and the
Facts Alone crew who were living in a hotel, hiding from a threat
they could not really stop? He had accepted the tenuous nature of
personal security some time ago, discussing the future with his
partner and friend. Blake would remain out front while Jacob would
Howard Hughes himself into this hotel, change the perception of who
he was, change his appearance and free himself as much as he could
from the machine built around him. Two weeks in the hotel and he had
a beard and a dishevelled chic going on and was wearing it into who
he was. He could focus here, he could step away from who Jacob
Edgerton was, who he had been and he could leave that behind and deal
in the facts alone. The irony of it all was beyond interesting but
thoughts for another day, another life. He could come back to how the
nature of their involvement started to rewrite the way people looked
at the story when he had time, but right now he just needed to lock
it down and focus.
Blake had become the personable and accessible
face of the company, despite being the acerbic and impatient,
condescending prick that he could be a lot of the time, and the nicer
one the one that everyone else in the company relied on, he became
the unapproachable and difficult one that wanted to hold everyone
away, be alone and crazy.
It was a good cover story, it was a good chance
for the two men to change the way they looked at things because
people had changed the way they looked at them. Now he was looking
again at Darwin, in a new light and in a new way with that personal
message in mind.
The Message Was Not Meant For You.
If it was not the message that everyone thought
it was, then what message was it? There could be another message,
hidden in plain sight and among the video episodes for sure. There
was no guarantee that Darwin could have been referring to the one
that was obvious to all, the message to the FBI, but that seemed too
trite and too blunt. Darwin had been silent through threats, name
calling, challenges, insults and taunts all the same way. Calls to
come forward, name calling about his competency and cowardice and
some direct threats to his abilities to control and defend himself or
his position. Not a single reaction, not a single piece of evidence
came forward to prove or disprove any of the reactions from the
media, the government or the public at large.
So why make a point to the FBI? Unless that was
not the point he was making, maybe the message that he was talking
about, the kidnapping was meant for Jacob, but it only made sense now
with the message that there may be something else.
Jacob was thinking himself in circles, he
recognised the madness that it might have been and that he hoped it
was not. That was a possibility, that he was reading too much into
all of this and that there was no message, and nothing but what was
actually seen. He went back to the screens and blew up episode one
and watched it again.
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