Trace

By Tim Conley

Who would have thought that Corn Flakes would turn the world upside down. Actually, the breakfast staple didn't do it - the additive of nano technology did. The shadow government finally figured out how to bring all aspects of human life into focus by introducing a factor into people's diets that would make them amenable to becoming automatically controlled by the State. Someone has to rebel! Read & Enjoy!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tim Conley
• Release date: Aug 25, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005170837

Tim Conley

Hi, my name is Tim Conley. I live in Philadelphia, MS with my beautiful wife, Carmela. My son,James (JD) is in the Air Force and has a son Joshua who is 21/2 with another boy on the way. Carmela's son - Enrik just graduated from Mississippi State University with a degree in Teaching.I have been writing for over twenty years and have published 67 books so far - two recently with Amazon/Kindle. I'm currently working on a fantasy anthology of 28 books called The Rhumgold Sagas.I have always been interested in publishing via eBook format but just haven't found the venue until now. I'm really looking forward to participating in the eBook experience. There are 22 e-books available now and 16 more that are being prepared for release in 2020. Read, explore and enjoy!

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TRACE

TIM CONLEY

Copyright © 2015 Tim Conley

Dragon’s Breath Publishing

All rights reserved.

ISBN: 1-5192-9858-7

ISBN-13: 978-1-5192-9858-4

Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 35

Chapter 36

Chapter 37

Chapter 38

Chapter 39

Chapter 40

Chapter 41

Chapter 42

About the Author

Acknowledgements

Dedication

Other Books by Author

DEDICATION

To all those who value their individual freedoms and rights and don’t want to see them contaminated by Big Brother in the form of governing for the purpose of increasing our lifestyle.

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

I would like to acknowledge the many talks that I’ve had with my wife, Carmela, as she tries to understand American society and all the ins and outs of the American dream. Our conversations have sparked many ideas that would make for good reading.

C1 Programming

Wireless companies are ensuring consumers that federal law prevents these scenarios from happening. In 1999, the U.S. Congress amended the Communications Act of 1934 to include a privacy provision by adding section 222, which states:

222 (a)Every telecommunications carrier has a duty to protect the confidentiality of proprietary information of, and relating to ... customers ... (b)A telecommunications carrier that receives or obtains proprietary information from another carrier for purposes of providing any telecommunications service shall use such information only for such purpose, and shall not use such information for its own marketing efforts. (c )(1) PRIVACY REQUIREMENTS FOR TELECOMMUNICATIONS CARRIERS. - Except as required by law or with the approval of the customer, a telecommunications carrier that receives or obtains customer proprietary network information by virtue of its provision of a telecommunications service shall only use, disclose, or permit access to individually identifiable customer proprietary network information in its provision of (A) the telecommunications service from which such information is derived, or (B) services necessary to, or used in, the provision of such telecommunications service, including the publishing of directories. (2) DISCLOSURE ON REQUEST BY CUSTOMERS. - A telecommunications carrier shall disclose customer proprietary network information, upon affirmative written request by the customer, to any person designated by the customer.

This provision is intended to protect consumers' information from being given out. However, consumers must decide how much privacy they are willing to trade for the conveniences and benefits offered by location-tracking technology.

Jean Stapleton looked up from the email he had just been reading and pinched the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger. He couldn’t for the life of him think how the government was going to get around the verbiage in the regulations to allow tagging to take place of its citizens. It just can’t be allowed, he stated flatly as he looked again at the email and then back at the AICS directive on his desktop.

AICS had gotten the go-ahead to begin ‘rolling out’ a prototype technology that would, in Jean’s view, revolutionize the entire world. It would perhaps take fifty or so years to fully realize the fruition of the effort, but he was certain of the costliness in freedom that it would mean for the upcoming generations of Americans.

His own involvement in the project was significant as he had figured out how to maximize the amount of technology that could go on a single chip and had solidified the bone marrow transplant that would make it happen. He hadn’t realized quite at the beginning what the ramifications of the project were going to be.

But now he had the entire set of plans and was supposed to just take it and roll. His continued existence probably depended on him doing just that and not for the first time he felt the severe drag of trepidation that attended the establishment of the project.

He scaled back the resolution of his desktop and noticed again the individual components. There were nineteen of them – not all due for rollout immediately but certainly enough of them to make an immediate impact on personal liberties – and that in spite of the regulations that were in place to protect the American public.

One at a time he thumbed through the various components and tried to imagine the impact that the society would feel as a result of having the implant. The biggest component was TRACE and Jean knew without a shadow of a doubt that Amber Alerts would go away once this one module was placed in the body of each American citizen.

TRACE would make it so no child would be left behind. The data base would know exactly where each and every child was at any one moment in time.

KILL was another module that held benefits that couldn’t be overlooked by the citizenry. With KILL in place the populace was indeed protected and shielded from the bad element of society. KILL had a sub-module that would sample the visual intake of the person being murdered and supply the criminal’s identity to the police immediately. There was no chance that a crime of dissolution would go unpunished.

MONITOR was another module that the older set of the present generation would benefit greatly from. MONITOR was in place in the first part of the roll-out to ensure the old ducks would be only thinking of themselves and their health.

The module would key on many aspects of a person’s vital signs and would alert both the medical establishment and the person that there was something wrong with their health. Help would be on-the-way in a matter of minutes.

CREDITS was also a tool that most Americans would find helpful. It would consolidate all the banking information in one depository and would ensure that all citizens had enough credits to live on and prosper. All the person would have to do would be to prompt their television set to display the amount of money they had in their account.

Making purchases would become easy as the register at a store would simply detect the barcodes on all the purchases in the person’s basket and deduct the appropriate number of credits for the sale.

Selling something would also require a license to sell and barcodes for the individual transactions.

But JQ Public would love the fact they no longer needed to carry cash or plastic cards. Their ID was secure, and no one could get at their demographic information.

This was assured by HARASS which was a tool that would alert the authorities if anyone so much as sneezed on the demographic or banking information of another person. Life Alert would be frozen out of existence because it would no longer be necessary.

TAXATION was incredibly simplified by the technology. The Treasury would already know what the individual was earning and would levy taxes based upon their bracket in society. So if someone were a CEO and made more than $150,000 a year – then he would be assessed in his correct bracket and could no longer dodge around the IRS.

SERVICE would track the number of hours, that each citizen had to work in government associated jobs to allow for a flat rate of subsistence that would level the playing field for everyone. There would no longer be the haves and have-nots.

Rich men would be the same as the least man down on the street. A monthly sum would be placed into the person’s account. Whether the person worked beyond his government job was at the whim of the individual.

Jean sat back once more and visualized the society that they were in the process of building. He realized he would probably not see it through to its fruition but he would be there as they made significant strides toward ultimately protecting the citizens and providing a means of supporting their wants and needs like no time in the past.

He sighed as the thought struck him again that there would be no more hunger in the world. Not after they got everyone on board with the program. No one would starve, not a citizen would needlessly die and the criminal element would be erased with the first years of the establishment of the system.

He shut down his desktop and shrugged into his coat. He had to catch the 5:15 home to his wife. He would have to step quickly to make that happen. He departed the office with a new-found perspective on the nature of human existence.

C2 Finding a Delivery Method

Jean made his way down to the staff cafeteria and stood in line for his usual tuna sandwich and coffee. He sat by himself and was deep in thought when Markham and Bennett arrived to sit at his table. They were part of the marketing effort and couldn’t resist discussing the project.

We don’t need this to be discussed outside the walls of the project offices. You both should know that he chided softly, at the same time looking around the large room for a sign that anyone was keying in on their conversation.

You’re Stapleton from Delivery, right? inquired Markham as he took a large bite out of his slice of pizza. Do you really think we’ve approached the point where secrecy is an issue? We have nothing to hide here at AICS. Everyone knows that. You need to lighten up.

Jean pushed back and slid his slight frame onto his feet. Where you going dweeb? Bennett chimed in with a broad smirk on his flaccid face. Jean didn’t even bother looking at him as he concentrated instead on the more lethal of the pair. Markham was looking at him with a mixture of humor and contempt.

"We haven’t been silenced like you guys up on 16. I don’t care what you say about how important it is to not let the public know about us – we aren’t saying anything that no one with connections hasn’t already figured out. Hell, man.

Bennett paused to catch his breath, and then continued. It’s out there on the Internet that the government is going to roll out a program that will bail everyone out. Get with the times. We are just doing them all a favor by yakking it up. Right, Ben?

Benny Bennett slapped his buddy on the back and glanced up at Jean. You going to sit down and eat or keep on gawking at us. Frankly, I don’t appreciate your tone. You better watch your step.

He laughed and took a huge bite of his sandwich and made a face as the meat seemed a little tainted to him. He threw it back on his tray and spit out the contents of his mouth. Jean nearly choked on his own bile.

The men both laughed heartily as Jean turned and walked away. He really hadn’t thought that anyone at AICS could be so callous, but it was obvious that there were some who would step all over other people to secure what they wanted.

His desk never seemed like a haven of rescue until he sank into his chair and swung around to face his desktop. He had become so tied up in the intricacies of the project that he had forgotten how utterly vile some of his fellow humans could be. He passed his hand over a corner of the desktop and the entire thing activated.

Today he was having to determine the best way for delivery of the product. It had to be something that wouldn’t alert the public to what was happening until after the second stage of the project was well underway. After that it would be too late for anyone to do anything but accept the fact that the government had come up with a way to finally protect their people.

AICS had already done a couple trial runs on various quarters of American society. But Jean had looked at the specs from the trial runs and knew they didn’t have the mix right just yet. It was taking too long for the combination of the pathogen after it entered the body.

He worked for hours on the solution and eventually worked around to examining the nanobots again. They couldn’t do their job to their fullest potential as there was just too much that needed to be pulled together.

They weren’t getting everything as the stomach juices of the test subject was interacting and breaking down some of the enzymes, they needed to be combined to form the entire package.

Jean broke apart the nanobot piece by piece and wondered again where he could place the new and improved internal processor that he had designed for it. There wasn’t anything he could leave off and there wasn’t much room inside the capsule of the delivery vessel.

He moved the processor over to the nanobot and instructed it to integrate the processor into its circuitry. After a few trial runs through the process – they had a finished nanobot that worked. Jean wondered if there was enough processing power now in the control of the nanobot. He hoped so. With a slight tremor in his fingers he hit the button that transferred the new version over to the Trials department.

About an hour later his desktop dinged to get his attention. He saw the large red exclamation mark hovering over his desk and knew that he had succeeded in his quest to have a delivery package that would work.

He sat down at his desk and read through the pages of reports that indicated how the trial had worked. Microseconds for recombination had come down to barely nanoseconds. He scanned the total product that now existed within the bone marrow of the person involved in the trial.

The entire project was there with every segment correctly installed. He pressed the buttons that started the testing phase of the project and sent out a message to other members of the team to begin trial runs with those who had been standing by – waiting for the moment when they would get their own assistants.

Jean sat back and smiled broadly as he considered the prospect that the fruition of their efforts were about to be realized. His breathing slowed down as his heart thrummed in his chest. He felt like his genius had arrived and could almost see the Nobel Peace Prize that was certainly destined to sit upon the back of his desk.

C3 Delivery Method Resolved

MPI executives wasted no time in getting on board with the government’s new requirements. The fact that they had won the breakfast cereal contract for not only America, but the rest of the world was a bonus they hadn’t counted on when they put in their bid.

Now they were ready to open their