Read Online REVELATION: Book One of THE RECARN CHRONICLES by Gregory N. Taylor - Free Book Online

waiting for her cue to start speaking.
A disembodied voice in her headphones counted down the
seconds.
    “Three, two, one, action.”
    Aarika licked her lips and began her report.
    “ There is a tremendous
surge forward as the crowd tries to make ground but they are being
met with high velocity jets of water from three
water cannons placed before the Houses of Parliament. Thank God we
won’t see a repetition of February’s Manchester riots when riot
police felt threatened and a number of them turned their pulse gun
settings from stun to kill. An eyewitness on that day claims to
have heard a senior officer give the order to change settings – an
order that was ignored by the vast majority of riot police on that
fateful day – but it is believed that about half a dozen police
officers did obey the order and consequently twenty-seven men,
women, and children lost their lives on that tragic day. No police
officers have been prosecuted yet and an official enquiry continues.
    Since that day, now known as
the St. Valentine’s Day Massacre 2.0, pulse guns used to control
crowd disturbances must have their capacity to kill removed. That
is why we see water cannon being used in numbers here, today. The
government is very aware that it is being backed into a corner.
People are suffering in their daily lives. Job losses are at an
all-time high. Homes are being repossessed at an unforeseen rate as
families are being forced to prioritise their expenditure, buying
food in preference to paying their mortgages. Dozens of businesses
are failing daily, due to lack of both investment and customers.
The price of a loaf of bread seems to be increasing weekly. People
just can’t keep up with the effects of this global recession that
is crippling countries all over the world.
    “ Scenes like this are
being repeated in cities across the
globe , from
London to Edinburgh. From New Orleans to New York to Chicago to Los
Angeles. From Sydney to Perth, From Kolkata to Delhi. From Rio de
Janeiro to Brasilia. No country is escaping the wrath of its
people. It’s almost as if the recession has been globally
orchestrated.
    “The crowd is being forced
back – Peter, if we don’t move quick we’re going to be knocked over
and trampled – move towards the corner over there. There’s a side
street we can run down if necessary – but only if I say so! Keep
filming!”
    The cameraman, Peter Kane, moved towards the relative safety
of the corner of the Square. Aarika tapped the shoulder of the
protester closest to her.
    " Sir?
Sir? Aarika Bhandari, BT V
News. Can you tell me why you’re here today?”
    A man, in his early to
mid-twenties leaned in towards the camera.
    “Why am I here? Why am I
here? ‘Cos this government has to go, that’s why! ‘Cos this
government is fucking up everything!”
    “What’s the government doing
wrong, in your opinion?”
    Aarika knew that this was a
stupid question, but she was paid to ask stupid
questions.
    “Everything. Sky high
prices. Mass unemployment. Companies are dropping like flies. My
parents can hardly afford to feed the family. My dad’s lost his job
because of this recession. We’re living on my mum’s money now. I’m
a student. I’m studying to be an accountant. If it keeps on like
this nobody will have any money to be ‘accounted’.”
    “What’s your name,
please?”
    “Maurice. Maurice
Boone.”
    How do you think this
recession can be stopped, Mr. Boone?”
    “ I don’t know. Probably a
mass injection of cash into the economy. But where’s that going to
come from, eh? The people haven’t got it. We’re barely surviving as
it is. If the government try to
raise money through higher taxes, it won't work. Joe Public hasn't
got the money. ”
    “Are you married, Mr.
Boone?”
    “Engaged. To
Karen.”
    “And how do you see your
future, Mr. Boone?”
    “Unless this shit gets
sorted out, I don’t really see a future. It’ll need something
really radical to sort this mess