Businesswoman Chapter 362

Common Man yelled to Socialista who yelled to Fascinder. “I can hear!” he called back at her.

“We’re really doing this. We’re going to show how we’re not desperate but disparate. We have different approaches to this scene but we’re essentially playing the same role.”

Fascinder shook his head. “Whatever, as long as Capitalist blood flows in the street, I’m alright.”

“You think I don’t want that? The proletariat is the only lifeblood pumping through America. We must silence these oligarchs with their mission to the stars.”

Socialista gave a devilish look at Common Man. She shifted in her seat as the car barreled down the street. They had no weapons save for their doctrines. The look on Fascinder’s face painted a war tale.

Common Man wished to assert his power. The power that covered tens of millions of people in the blood of flags with hammer and sickle. He charged through the barricades at intense speed. The roar of the engine signaled in all three of them that Common Man’s mission would be of greater import than all of them combined.

He looked over at Socialista. His grin said cunning rather than smart. He made up for his lack of intelligence with street logic. He kept pushing past the guards and the airfield onto the tarmac.

The Capitalists boarded Entrepreneur Paul’s private jet. The Collectivists got out and stood in front of it.

“Pilot, you are not clear for taxi. There are occupants on the ground.”

“You will hear us now!” Common Man commanded. “Our voices will rise in the excellence of collectivistic understanding!”

Socialista and Fascinder just flanked Common Man and ensured that his voice was heard.

“Go away,” Loreen sounded like shecshouted but she voiced it with clarity and evenness.

Common Man started to turn a bit.