Short Story, Romance, Protecting Mr. G
He was super rich, well-known, and simply known as Mr. G. No one could really say what the “G” stood for. However, the rumors tagged the G for genius or geek. Either way, the tag was perfectly correct. Mr. G was a man who was above the norm in the development of software-coding systems for the Department of Defense.
Mr. G was a man whom the U.S. Government followed or kept tabs on. His knowledge of online security for the Department of Defense, not to mention his inside consulting for the National Security Agency and the Department of Treasury, was not taken lightly by the Feds, Corporate America, or the small countries for whom he worked.
He was simply viewed as a man who had one of the highest government security clearances attainable by a civilian. Everyone from his mistress to his wife’s friends were investigated as well. He was a nightmare to protect, and his private security company took great pleasure in keeping him safe. Foreign travel was always a major concern for his security staff. However, his destinations were always exciting and breathtaking. He could usually be found on the French Riviera, a safari in South Africa, or camping in the rainforest in Costa Rica.
Mr. G himself planned most of his disappearing acts, from the public and the U.S. Government. His disappearing tactics included everything from being a homeless man (and actually sleeping on the streets) to being an electrician in a competitor’s office building.
Mr. G had some of the best private security guards money could buy, but even they were surprised by his covert methods to experience freedom from the press, his board of directors, corporate spies, and the U.S. Gov. He especially had fun tiring to deceive “the Agency”. It was like a game to him.
In one instance, the private security company had to hire a special opt guy to jump off the top of a ski mountain at Jackson Hole, Wyoming. The security personnel had to be an expert black diamond skier in order to keep up with Mr. G. It wouldn’t have been so bad, but in the middle of the ski run, a helicopter was assigned to pick up the two men and fly them to a landing strip where a private jet, awaited. While the press, his wife, and friends, were waiting in the ski lodge at the bottom of the run, he never arrived. His wife was alerted that it was another one of his disappearing acts and was taken back to her chalet. And once again, the press was left without a clue.
Mr. G’s big secret was that he coded on the go. He rarely sat at a desk, and he rarely could be found doing what most CEOs do. What made him different is that he was not only a CEO of his very own multimillion dollar software company whose client list read like the U.N. roll call, Mr. G was simply one of the very best in applying encryption codes to protect government secrets. No one had been able to break his algorithm.
There were those who said there was a conflict of interest, and his company was a result of his consulting for the U.S. Government. But anyone who understood coding understood that his elaborate coding systems had to be a direct result of his own knowledge, which he just happened to provide to the Feds. The fact that he was a consultant for other countries, which the government hadn’t approved, made the Feds a little nervous. Mr. G got around the wording in his government contract by using a third-party designee.
Mr. G. made every effort to assure the U.S. that there was more than one way to secure a country’s classified information.
On top of this cat-and-mouse game with the Feds, Mr. G was fully aware that his newly acquired mistress was a gift from those who would try to control him (Feds). Falling prey to an outside love affair was not Mr. G’s idea of winning the game of freedom. To him, infidelity was a trap, not a solution.
Mr. G loved his wife without a doubt. Yet he learned early that love and massive wealth didn’t always see eye-to-eye. He felt compelled to accommodate his mistress, yet his very soul yearned for his wife. It didn’t take him long to realize that the press feeds off the energy of lust and love. He wasn’t sure if the press could tell the difference. (Story continued below)
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