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Message: <blockquote data-quote="stevew" data-source="post: 103412" data-attributes="member: 130">Just as the sun has barely peaked over the horizon, John Ross meets with Juan Carlos and Mateo in the den at South Fork, small pictures of family all around the room, his mother and father’s second wedding, his grandmother and grandpa Clayton, his grandpa Jock in his heavy lambskin coat, Pamela Barnes.  “Where do things stand?” John Ross asks.Mateo answers, “Lucas had invested heavy, his money and Ray’s, into Calco in anticipation of the merger.” “Good.  I’m glad he trays me.  Ewing Industries has finished their shift from West Star to Calco, leaving just enough invested in West Star to get burned.”Juan Carlos adds, “And the DelSol Group’s swapping West Star for Calco is complete.”“Perfect.  I’ll talk to my sister again about merging Calco and Harwood and get the ball rolling.”Mateo comments, “must seem odd, your father having another family out there.”“Not if you’d known my father.  Once the Calco merger is complete, the fall of West Star is ready to happen?”Mateo smiles.  “You were right, put him in charge and he can’t help but cook the books. The whole things ready to collapse.” Juan Carlos adds, “I’ll send in my letter of resignation from West Star today stating I’ll be assuming the Chairman’s seat of CalcoHarwood.”“Good. Then when complete we’ll pick up the pieces of WestStar.  And Trident?”  Juan Carlos says, “it’s already for the plunder.”  “Good.  Let’s get that ball rolling first.  I want to pick up up for the name first thing as the Calco and Harwood merger is complete.”  Mateo says, “The Wendell’s will loose their shirts once West Star collapses.”“That’s their problem.  This should put the nail in the coffin of last of my father’s enemies.  Each member of the Cartel, the Barnes, now the Wendell’s, falling like pawn pieces.  And, I want to make sure they can’t get back up.”  Jack meets with Amy over lunch in a bright and airy Dallas restaurant.  Any says, “Please don’t bother to explain and not here.  I don’t really care who you feel the need to sleep with but the media does.  So you’d better figure out how to deal with this, that’s all I’m saying.  When they get here, if the subjects brought up, you’d better have an answer.” “I’ve got this covered.”“I can’t believe Dale Richards is threatening to pull party support.  Especially after all the support your grandmother and father through his way.”“What if he won’t budge?” “Then you get rid of him.”  “Threaten him?” “Hell no.  Smile and let him know you’ll be in touch and then without warning burry the little worm.  You don’t warn anyone.  That’s for pussies that don’t really want to do what they’re  threatening.”“I suppose you’re right.”  “Just think, what would JR Ewing do in this position?”  A few minutes later they’re sitting with an older gentlemen, polished and professional.  John Ross cuts him off, “Listen Dale, like my daddy always said, where there's a way, there's a will.  I expect you to make this happen.”  “I’m sorry Jack. Your family are big doners, but we’re not about to loose the seat so you can have the fun of running.  We won’t be backing you.”“And your handshake on our agreement?”  “Doesn’t matter.”“Then this meeting is done.  Just you remember you took the first shot.  I don’t want you crying I started things when this is all over.”  “Listen Jack, it’s just not the time.”“Anything worth having is worth going for, all the way.”  Dale leaves the table.  Amy asks, “Now what?”  “There’s an old Ewing saying, if you can't get in the front door, just go around to the back.”  Ellie approaches a young, buff, ranchhand in the barn.  “Erik. I need to speak to you.”  “Yes.”“I’m Ellie Ewing.  We’ve meet a few times.”“Yes.”She smiles. “Articulate.   So it seems before stopping here you’ve had a colorful past.  I like to know about everyone around me.  Consider it nosy.  My father has a company Branchwater, they provide security.”“They’re paramilitary.”  “That’s it.  They also have a clandestine division.  Do you know what that is?”“Done in secret.”  “Yes.  They collect information. Especially that which people don’t want out.  I have sone friends who help me when there are people around I need to know more about.  Like you.”“Why do you need to know more about me?”“You work on Southfork.  Well, so imagine my surprise when I found out about you before your military career.  Porn.”  She shows him a video on her phone.  “Nothing to be ashamed about.  You’re talented.  I always find it best to hire professional men for these kinds of things.”“What are you saying?”“I’ve got some things to take care of right now, but this evening after diner I’ll stop by.  You can show me your skills.”  Ellie pats his chest and walks out.  Steven meets in a lab with a couple of people who tell him they believe this could triple or more more the amount of methane gas we can currently get at.  Steven says, “Thereby plummeting the price and keeping people using it for a while longer.  His clean does it burn?”“Well it’s a carbon.  But almost zero sulfur dioxide, nitrogen oxides, mercury and particulate ash.”“And then there’s the extraction process itself.  Natural gas extraction is far more likely to release methane than other extraction processes, but this process seems to handle that.  If accurate it’ll produce none, or negotiable amounts, thus provide even more, factoring in loss from transferring the gas.”  “Ewing Industries could corner the market.  Produce gas do cheaply no one else could compete for decades.  Do what you need to do.  Start this as if new today  I want a new patent and this marketable in a year.”“But Ewing Alternative Energies is in the renewable energy business.”  “Was.  I’ll set this up as a seperate company of Ewing Industries and a spin off of Ewing Alternative.  Just get working on it.  I want a rig up and running as of yesterday.”  Steve walks out of the lab and runs into Ellie.  “What did you need to see me about so urgently it couldn’t wait until you got home?” “That gas extraction process I found.  I had it confirmed.  They believe it’ll work.  I’ve given it the green light but that’ll require money. A lot of money that I don’t have the authority to allocate.”  “Well I don’t work for Ewing Industries.”“We both know you can get this done.”  “Why not talk to dad about it?”  “Because Ellie, I want him to see I could pull this off. I want to set up a spin off of Ewing Alternative.  The Ewing Methane Company.  And I want to be president of the company.”“And you think I know the people within Ewing Industries to make that happen and will fun this venture?”“I know you do.”“Alright.  And if I do this, I want a piece of Ewing Methane.  You, me and Jack.  Most of it stays with Ewing Industries of course but we’ll each take a piece.”“A tiny piece could make us billionaires.  As is it’ll become Ewing Industries biggest asset.  We will be the only ones on the world producing natural gas.  No one else we be able to afford to.”Ellie hugs him, grabs his arm and walks him down the hall, “We’ve got to find Jack and let him know.”  In a makeshift office in the back of the Jack Ewing for State Senate headquarters Ellie closes the door and says to Jack, “What do you mean he’s pulling the party’s backing.  He can’t do that.”Jack says, “Well he did.”  The only other person in the room, Steven, sits and watches.“That bastard.  So what’s that mean?”“The party nominated me but they won’t be providing any support.”  “We don’t need their support.  Amy thinks this is a game of chicken with dad because he backed the Democrat for Governor.”  “The Culver's are old family friends, of course he did.  If he thinks he can reign in our father over this he’s an idiot.  So an idiot he is.  We certainly don’t need the party’s money.  Run as an independent.”“What are the odds of winning as an independent?”“As a Ewing?”“Still.”“No still about it Jack.”</blockquote>

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