“Ever bite the head off a live chicken, Mr. Doe?”
The impeccably dressed man who initiated the meeting at the Korean fusion place on 5th NE did not introduce himself by name.
“If you accept QAnon’s offer,” he said, “they’ll turn you into a carnival geek conning small-town rubes on the midway.
“You’re a force of nature, Mr. Doe.
“You’ve convinced millions of Americans that the most secure election in our history was stolen.
”We’re prepared to pay you handsomely to promote the idea that concentrating power in the hands of voters is not what the Founders had originally intended.
He paid in cash and left a gratuity meant for Dick to notice.
“Does Mrs. Doe like nice things?” He asked.
