Chapter 190: Prophecy or Deduction?
If Bruno's father wanted to speak with him in private, it must be a rather serious affair. And Bruno most certainly suspected what it was about. Thus, after the doors closed behind them, he broke out the imported Kentucky Bourbon aged to perfection for twenty years.
Once Bruno poured a glass to his father and himself, and they both had a sip, the old man responded with a satisfied smile on his face.
"You always know how to get the best stuff..."
Bruno chuckled, making a joke about what his father had said, one that his father wouldn't truly understand.
"You better enjoy it while it lasts, because in roughly eight years this stuff is going to be damn near impossible to get my hands on, other than perhaps for medicinal purposes..."
Medicinal purposes? How exactly is this drinkable liquor medical grade alcohol? Bruno's father didn't understand Bruno was referencing prohibition which would begin within the USA in 1920, and in doing so make alcohol effectively illegal other than for "medicinal purposes."
But then again, Bruno had an almost prophetic sense of what would happen in the world, and because of this, his father placed down his cup on the desk before addressing the matter at hand.
"Funnily enough, the reason I requested this private discussion is specifically because of your uncanny ability to predict the future. As you know, I am getting old in years, and I have no intention of staying in politics for much longer.
But... I'm not fool Bruno. Many people may not understand what you have been up to this past decade or so, and though I am ashamed to admit that it took me longer than it should have to fully comprehend it.
I now know the real reason behind everything that you have done, whether it's the creation of advanced weapons, investment into a wide variety of industries, or even the reason you have decided to stay in the military and rise through its ranks all these years.