1. Year of the Cat- Al Stewart
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The Count of Monte Sano turned from the fresh mountain panorama of
Valloire and retraced his steps from the balcony to his room. A soft
tone from his travel display gently urged a response- the Count
obliged & the screen came to life. Before the Count appeared the
visage of his financial ingenue, her almond eyes framed by silky brown
hair.
"Good morning Sayjil, how are things in Paris?"
"Better, but there's a problem with your short position."
"How can that be? The market is technically overextended, everyone
says so."
"The buyers are out of control- they cannot stop themselves," and
Sayjil appeared somewhat urgent.
"Sayjil, just relax, the buyers will run out of money and come to
there senses- then the market will pull back"
"How do you know this?" she said, not amused.
"Sayjil, this is a Doge Kasanova trade, it is money in the bank."
"My dear Count Bling, it is not money in the bank, it is money in the
back pocket of Doge Kasanova! I would not be surprised if he is on the
other side of the trade, and you are his dupe!"
"Then I will challenge him to a duel, and take back what he owes me"
said the Count, with an eerie lack of humor.
"What does Doge owe you?" asked Sayjil.
"Doge Kasanova owes me his life, as do you." And Sayjil remained
quiet, as if she would cry.
And the mind of Count Bling left the scene of this small crime and
travelled back in years to the glittering waters beneath Monte Vesuvio
where his unguarded words wrought an iron chain of truth.
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