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The Utopia of Greed
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Hesaiditsimply,andittookheramomenttorealizethathewasadmittingheknewwhatthesightofhispersonwouldhavemeanttoher."DidyouknowwhoIwas,whenyousawmeforthefirsttime?"
"Ohyes.Myworstenemybutone."
"What?"Shehadnotexpectedit;sheadded,morequietly,"Who’stheworstone?"
"Dr.RobertStadler."
"Didyouhavemeclassifiedwithhim?"
"No.He’smyconsciousenemy.He’sthemanwhosoldhissoul.Wedon’tintendtoreclaimhim.You—youwereoneofus.Iknewit,longbeforeIsawyou.Iknewalsothatyouwouldbethelasttojoinusandthehardestonetodefeat."
"Whotoldyouthat?"
"Francisco."
Sheletamomentpass,thenasked,"Whatdidhesay?"
"Hesaidthatofallthenamesonourlist,you’dbetheonemostdifficulttowin.ThatwaswhenIheardofyouforthefirsttime.ItwasFranciscowhoputyournameonourlist.HetoldmethatyouwerethesolehopeandfutureofTaggartTranscontinental,thatyou’dstandagainstusforalongtime,thatyou’dfightadesperatebattleforyourrailroad—becauseyouhadtoomuchendurance,courageandconsecrationtoyourwork."Heglancedather."Hetoldmenothingelse.
Hespokeofyouasifheweremerelydiscussingoneofourfuturestrikers.Iknewthatyouandhehadbeenchildhoodfriends,thatwasall.
