
The Internet President: None of the Above
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Non-politician James Wong changes his name to None of the Above (None) and runs for president. He drags along his best friend Maria (MJ) as his VP. None always liked MJ. She's not interested, but that doesn't stop her from sabotaging his relationships. Will they go from childhood friends to lovers?
After crazy adventures trying to get elected, None and MJ land a reality TV show. None angers powerful interests trying to actually solve problems in Washington.
A secret meeting caught on surveillance puts MJ's life in danger. She must unravel a conspiracy before time runs out. Renquist has enough money and connections to get to anyone. From a crooked cop to assassins and spies, Renquist's people lurk in the shadows. Not even the White House is safe.
Can they survive the chaos of reality TV, the corruption of Washington, and the dark forces aligned against them?
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Chapter 1
War Paint
If Maria Cortez hears the word "gorgeous" again, someone's getting it in the nuts. Never been kissed and never will. She hides behind grandma glasses and unflattering makeup, but not even clothes that cover every inch of skin, besides her hands and face, can save her from the curse of beauty.
Maria sits in an executive suite with the feel of a teenager's bedroom. A half-built Lego battlecruiser and robotic components clutter the elegant decor. Science fiction posters wallpaper the room. Near the door, a couple of dozen ants tunnel through space-age gel, in an ant habitat, lit up like an alien world.
At the rear of the room is an enormous oak desk. Alvin Renquist presides in the seat of power. He is all teeth, a shark eater. If greed is good, he's a saint. Six chairs surround the desk, for those who might seek an audience with him.
Maria wonders why James picked Renquist to buy the company. He acts like he owns the place, but he doesn't yet. "The purchase closes today. Why haven't your funds hit escrow?"
Renquist slips into the adjoining seat. "I want you as interim CEO, under my guidance."
Maria eyes him suspiciously. "If I'm CEO, what about James?"
"I'll make you the face of the company." Renquist slides his hand onto her thigh.
She retreats a seat closer to the door. "Answer my questions."
Renquist pursues and sits next to her.
Maria's leg quivers.
He reaches towards her thigh again but pauses.
"Of course, a makeover!" Renquist undresses her with his eyes, imagining every hidden contour. "Take off those glasses. Add some makeup. Put on a big smile. I can see it now. Billboards. TV. You'll be everywhere." The words slither from his mouth as he tries to caress her cheek.
Renquist grazes her left cheek before she swats his hand away.
Maria tries to stay professional and composed, but her whole body shudders. Is it fear, or rage, that stirs within her? She fends off his advances and stands. "Stop! Let's pretend we have a safe word, and I used it."
He closes in.
Maria won't be a victim. She takes a karate stance.
Renquist withdraws, with his hands raised. "Fine. Grab James, and we'll sort this all out."
She flings the door open and strides outside. Tiny helicopters, inflatable sharks, and small drones buzz around an unremarkable cubicle farm. Nerf darts whiz by Maria's head. A six-inch helicopter crashes to the carpet. She smirks, but her apprehension remains.
James Wong advances down the aisle with a cardboard tower shield and homemade lightsaber. Software developers shoot him with Nerf guns. Their projectiles bounce off his tower shield.
More creative supernova than businessman, it's moments like these where Maria isn't the only one to see his inner child.
When he sees Maria, James drops his tower shield and sprints towards her. "Do you remember our first hit app?" He clicks a button on the hilt of his sword and thrusts. Fart sounds change pitch as he swings his weapon.
"May the fart be with you, always," James says. Maria and James chuckle together. "From fart app to billion-dollar company. We did it. Today is the best day of my life." James fist pumps.
Her smile crumples. "The buyer wants to see us."
The intercom turns on with a hiss. "James Wong to my office now." Over the speakers, Renquist's voice sounds like an angry school principal.
James puts down his lightsaber. "Why does the Eye of Sauron have to summon me every time I'm having fun?" He grins. "At least it's good news."
The employees scatter. Cubicle airspace clears. The programmers put away their toys, slink into their Aeron chairs, and return to work.
Distress fills Maria with every step. It's like a roller coaster rising farther and farther into the sky.
James seems too preoccupied with his perfect day to notice. He struts into the executive suite.
Maria follows closely.
Two burly bodyguards flank Renquist.
James checks his bank on his phone. "What is your bidding my." He points to his empty bank account on the phone. "Oh wait, you're not my master."
Renquist rips an Aliens movie poster off the wall. James lunges at Renquist, but the security guards intervene.
"Every time you make a movie reference, I destroy a poster." Renquist rips the poster into strips, and then into oversized confetti.
"This isn't your office." James takes a deep breath. "Not until the money clears."
Renquist squints at the ant habitat. "Everything will be clear in a minute, but first, what kind of freak has ants in his office?"
James says, "Ants are my reminder that with determination and teamwork, anything is possible. As many as a million ants can work together in a colony. Imagine if humans could accomplish-"
"I didn't ask for the whole Wikipedia entry." Renquist shakes his head.
Maria retreats to the back of the room. She can feel her roller coaster about to plunge.
"Well James, I've got good news. You're fired." Renquist throws up poster confetti.
James does a double take. "I think I misheard you."
"I didn't say the good news was for you," Renquist says. "I'm taking Adaptive Unlimited in a new direction, without you."
"You said you wanted me, along with my company!"
"I lied. I tend to do that."
James puffs out his chest. "You'll never find a replacement who knows this company as well as I do."
"I already have." Renquist smiles.
"Who could."
James looks at Maria. How could she? Shock. Fear. Betrayal. "Maria? Maria."
There's an eon of silence.
Maria bolts from the room without a word. The door slams behind her.
She zips into the adjoining office and dashes straight to her desk. Monitor on. Keys clack. Live surveillance of the executive suite displays on the monitor.
Maria listens, as she pulls a dusty box from the bottom of her cabinet. She opens the box and smiles at the provocative clothes and boots inside. "I'll show you a makeover."
James pleads, in the other room. "This company is my life. I sleep more in the office than I do at home. Don't do this!"
"You couldn't even lead a Boy Scout troop. You've only muddled this far because Maria covers for you."
Maria monitors events in the next room as she undresses. She flings her conservative outfit on the floor one item at a time.
"I built this company one crazy idea after another, a whole trainload of them," James says. "Maria follows me. She's the caboose on the crazy train."
"Is that what you think?" Maria grumbles at her screen and scrunches her nose in anger.
"If you, Maria, or anybody, doesn't want to ride the crazy train, this is your stop." James points to the door.
Maria slinks into knee-high boots with stiletto heels. It's the first step of a sensual self-makeover. She puts on her power suit. Form-fitted leatherette pants and a scandalous front-zip black bustier hug every curve. Her personality shifts, molts, leaving her old self on the ground. Confident. Powerful. Invincible.
James says, "I'm not selling!"
"Just hand over your $150 million cancellation fee, and you can have your company back," Renquist teases.
"Fine. When does our $1.2 billion arrive?"
Renquist says, "The money's never coming. You didn't catch the resale clause. I can resell your company to another buyer before the purchase completes, extending the contract. Profits and control in the meantime go to the seller."
"Right, and I'm the seller."
"Wrong. During a resale, I'm redefined as the seller. So, your company will go through one resale after another, for years, decades, if it's worth the trouble. I get the profits and control. You get nothing. Where did you get your lawyer? A park bench?"
"You reassigned variables on me," James murmurs. He slumps to his knees like a deflated tire.
Maria springs up and pounds the table. She gets self-conscious, worried they might hear her in the next room. She scrutinizes the screen for a reaction to the noise.
He spreads out the fingers in his hand and stares at them, as he imagines all that cash slipping away. "Nuked from orbit. Game over."
"That sounds like movie talk to me. Were you born in a theater or something? Talk normal." Renquist rips an Avatar movie poster off the wall. He tears through it like an impatient child unwrapping a present.
Renquist circles James, a predator finishing off his prey.
Maria roots for him, riveted to the monitor. "Fight him, James. Don't let him do this to you. To us."
Renquist leans towards James. "Crazy smart works for startups, but not in Corporate America. You should know your place on the org chart. If I say wear a pink dress, or eat out of a dog bowl, that's what you do. You don't respect the chart. You don't belong on it. That's why security is gathering your toys as we speak."
The bodyguards snicker and high five. Their body language suggests they no longer consider James a threat.
Renquist grabs his briefcase from under the desk. He opens it and removes a can of Raid Ant and Roach Spray.
Maria pulls a mirror from her desk. She fixes her makeup and applies ruby lipstick with deliberation as war...
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