Chapter 12
7:30 AM EST New York - The Network Interview Studio
Mark leaned over to me and said, “You know the producer is right. If you’ve caused a panic, you can and will be, prosecuted. And it will not take them long to come get you.”
“First of all,” I replied, “that is why we hired you to make sure that does not happen. Secondly, if what I said is going to happen, does actually happen, then I did not cause a panic and I am sure you are aware that prosecuting me for foretelling an event is not against any law. Nevertheless, we will wait until the earthquake hits, and then we can go. They might in the meantime think, I believe, that I might get arrested if we stay here until then.”
Mark just looked at me.
I suggested he call his office and start running interference. “Contact Homeland Security and the FBI and tell them I am your client and send out the additional video of this guy’s tirade. Anyway, I am sure they most likely will not really be interested in arresting me or taking me in for questioning, not yet at least.”
I watched as Mark sauntered away. He began making calls and uploading, I assumed, the video of the producer’s onslaught moments ago. I thought that I had probably been rude to Mark, but decided not to say anything for now. I looked at my watch again. This time is was 7:32 a.m. I wished I had access to a computer. I was curious about what blogs were saying in regards to the video and the reaction to the full interview. I hoped that by the time the day was over, all the participants in this show and its anchor would be history, and looking for a job somewhere else. I doubted this would happen. However, even more so, that the American public would lose faith in their primary network and would quit believing the stuff they fabricated or lied about. That would be a victory. Disabling The Network was a primary goal. It was now 7:33 a.m. With twenty-six minutes to go, I waited on the couch.