Information Black Hole

       Jen had made two more left turns and was on the black top; Vogt was already in a deep thought about his next question, most likely consulting M-corp,when she felt she ought to slow down while going past a large patch of ivy. 

"Ya know their dad controlled quite a bit of land.... before the Ivy"

Vogt couldn't help but look at that mess of unnatural life.

"that's one of his fields right there" she pointed at the ivy for a little too long.

"but he could tell you all about this place"

The ivy infestation rolled away but Vogt still was looking out the window.  "Maybe there is someone else?"

"Sure there is, you could head down to Edwards and see if you could get any of those Amish to fill ya in".

Vogt seemed to latch on to that.  The Amish had always been a information black hole to M-corp, and not only might they be able to tell him what pipeline was run through here in 1953, but why it had be so easily forgotten.

"Yes, at least I could fill in a few blanks".

Jen had turned on to 36 and a long few minutes had passed

"So you must have found out what caused it"

Vogt had been thinking about the possibility of a secretive Amish organization.

"no, I had to call in a specialist, and will need to stay a few days" Jen let off juice a little, adjusted the mirrors, turned on the radio,roll the window down then back up, raise her seat,yawned, and had sent Wade an encrypted heads up about an emergence of an extended investigation.

Exhale Delta Waves

Vogt was lost, looking over at that ivy, a massive field of it.  The combine made the turn at the other end, the auger wagon roared to the truck with a full load.  One or two nights in Agropolis would be a trip down memory lane, a regular tangle of recollections he had never wanted to collect, M-corp could be in for a feast. As a rule: Vogt operated on a superficial level, denying a deeper connection to M-corp, moving around from place to place; a rootless, unsettled way of life, that made sure every day was new, and when he eventually started to develop a familiarity with a location, he would request a transfer.  M-corp had caught on to this strategy that was employed by quite a few of its associates and a mass involuntary separation occurred. 
 At the time he had been embroiled in project that had become a bag of snakes, and separation would've left the snake problem to one the true 'bleeds chartreuse' M-corp executives, and that kind of admistrivia was not in her job description.  It was mess, but in avoiding that large purge, it had afforded him an immunisation of a sort: he was allowed to keep some memories from loading into M-corp, in exchange for becoming a snake charmer, and was usually rushed in a moments notice to put out the figurative fire.  It seemed a good trade off, he didn't have to go through the human resource bureaucracy for a transfer, and in-fact was constantly on the move, a dream job at M-corp.  
  He pulled up the probe, packed away the seismic device, transit, scanner,and tripods; only slightly recognizing that he seemed to have gotten the best of M-corp, and that he had never heard of anybody or thing, coming out ahead on a negotiation with that behemoth.  He started for the wagon, walking down the long straight row, trying not to go there, but he did, and subconsciously triggered a delta wave message, that started with 'Dear, M-corp', as is only proper, and ended correctly with 'sincerely Ward Vogt'.

A Corporate Spook

       Vogt quickly got up the rest of the ladder, sat in the ride along seat, and pulled the door closed trapping the corn chaff in the cab.  Wade turned the fan to high in an effort to filter the dust out, turned down the music, and the steering wheel turned on it's own.  He didn't suspend the auto function of the wagon,  the corporate gooks were were all about autonomous function, and he might as well make the right impression.     

Hello Kitty Invasion

Ever sense the 54' invasion cover up, Mark Bryan has been working to expose the militant hard-line corporate fascism, that is a the true nature of Hello Kitty.