The Powerful Golden Trident Organization
About thirty minutes ago, in Santorini island in Greece, in the most expensive and luxurious cruise in the world 'Trident of Poseidon', in the conference hall.
The thirteen men were watching expectantly the confrontation between 'The Twins' and the Black Rose cartel shadow rangers, but knowing what the results would be, they were not very interested.
What they really wanted and were very curious about is the solo agent whom they had been briefed was an orphan, whose name and face they did not care about.
What they were anxious about is the force behind that orphan, a force reportedly capable of infiltrating their most secure networks without any detection. They wanted to know who those people were.
Most importantly, they wanted to know where 'Agent E' was , which was the code name they had given to Sheba, the mysterious energy source that was rumored it could bring a new global revolution.
They had to get it at all costs.
Just when the shadow rangers attack was about to collide with The Twins's , the screen had gone dark without a warning in front of the thirteen men, catching everyone by surprise.
That was a rare occurrence and the timing was too perfect to be dismissed as an accident. Besides, any of the men sitting here did not believe in coincidences because their power and influence was beyond the scope of even scrutineers like Forbes . Any small coincidence may have been a plan years in the making because they simply had too many enemies and too much to loose.
Many men had stood up with apprehension and paranoia, just in time to have their suppositions confirmed.
It was no accident.
Immediately after the live footage of the imminent fight was cut at the critical point, like credits of a movie after its ending, bold words in English started rising reading,
" Hope you had some fun and you enjoyed. Stay away from us . Enjoy your time well and don't leave without tasting some 'Moussaka and Kopania'. They are the best in Santorini."
When the group of men saw this message that kept on bouncing on the screen after hitting each edge of the screen, everyone stood up dripping a cold sweat, even the old man in a flowing tang suit who had been the most composed.
"Gentlemen, " The tang suit old man said, "Our enemy is formidable indeed. Don't panic. Sit down first everyone."
All the dignitaries sat with gloomy faces. They respected the old man Chairman Wu, who was the founder of the 'Golden Trident', which was the name of this mysterious and ridiculously powerful organization.
"Chairman Wu, we had just come to a conclusion that the enemy was slightly in the light after getting the identity of the solo agent, but now it looks like we are the ones in the light and they are in the dark."
A middle aged man with an Indian accent said, and the others nodded. He was the current richest man in India, with his net worth being around one hundred and fourteen billion dollars, according to Forbes.
"You're right, and to make it worse, they know one of our newest headquarters, and can also intercept the drones footage easily, and get access to our network here. Not to mention it is all done remotely . "
Another man with a Nigerian accent spoke, adjusting his blue half rimmed spectacles. This man was a recent sprout in the billionaire's yard, but his strength did not lie in money but in his vast network of hackers especially in Africa, that were more talented and incognito than the official white hat hackers would dare to dream.
If he wanted to stop any countries operations, he just had to order his thousands of talented hackers and maim the whole country's network infrastructure. This ability was only known to the people here and they dared not take him lightly.
"If even Mr. Achebe cannot even deal with this mysterious people, then they are truly formidable and it would be unwise to assume otherwise. Mr. Salleh, what is your opinion?"
Chairman Wu asked looking at a thin tall man , who was the current Sultan of Brunei, and among the most influential people in Asia. He had many eyes and ears, especially in the islands south of the main Asian continent, he was the ultimate king in the upper society, despite his legal sphere of influence being small.
His main power was in intelligence sources. It was rumored that nothing happens in all the Asian island's that he can't know.
"I am afraid this time I am in the dark. There is not even a rumour about these mysterious people or formation of any force of consequence , let alone one with the ability to contend the Golden Trident. "
He said shaking his head helplessly. He had layers and layers of informants, start from his generals and intelligence agents, to the lowest in the society. His network usually targets workers in the lowest society, like taxi drivers, air attendants, maids, and almost all the careers in the service industry.
"My office in manila was successfully infiltrated and we can assume they have done the same to other embassies. However, having found no trace of the intrusion, we cannot determine the extent and severity of the intrusion. We also don't know whether this is a government power, a personal vendetta or just they were just interested in 'Agent E'. This is truly appalling."
Dominic Dawson said irritably, remembering the losses he had incurred that might stain his record and chance for a third term in the white house.
Apparently, in the round table, all these thirteen men all had their roles, and they had their fields of expertise. There was even a known notorious wanted criminal whose drug empire was global, whose billions were unknown, but his soldiers could rival a third world nation. His cruelty and ruthlessness was a huge deterrence to all local underground forces in the world, and there is not even a single gang that did not pay tribute to him.
He had hundreds of legit businesses to clean his dirty money, and because they came in the billions, his legit enterprises were global giants that even governments dared not move because they would cause an economic crises.
He was Ezra Claude, and his many face surgeries over the years made even the authorities update his name and appearance every now and then, and no one really knows his true origin. He was arguably the richest man in the group of the richest, but even him did not know how much he was worth.
The annual tribute from the gangs all over the world was akin to asking for tax from the whole world. These gangs were also an army he could mobilize to do his bidding at will, not to mention the personal guards he has raised over the years, all in the black belt level. His very existence was a threat to the peace of the world.
Others were leaders in the field of energy, finance or security, or equally strong. There were four heads of states, but was not their only qualification. For instance Dominic Dawson, despite being the president of USA, he also had a personal team of maniacs like 'The Twins' , not to mention the entire intelligence network of the whole government.
As of Chairman Wu ,other than his extreme personal strength that cannot be explained with science, the guy is unfathomable, and no one even knows where he stays, despite giving them all the green light to investigate him.
"We were here to celebrate seven years since the establishment of 'The Golden Trident' but looks like that will have to wait. Listening to you all, no one has a clue and therefore henceforth everyone is to act with extreme caution."
Chairman Wu said.
"This is the last time we will meet all at once, and also going forward this vessel will have nothing to do with the Golden Trident. It can be deduced from the warning now these people are not our mortal enemies so let us not disturb the calm waters till we know what lacks in the deep. You are all to maintain radio silence and should there be any developments, you will be notified. Leave the investigating to me. Please head back to your strongholds immediately and wait."
After saying that, the old Chairman Wu watched as everyone bowed, and left silently. A few minutes later, the best helicopters in the world flew in different directions.