Abram Sowell

Abram Sowell

Buys filed paper at twenty cents on the nuyen and waits for 2071. Has never broken a contract.

A second-floor office on Wilshire in Westwood, above a dental practice, with his own name on the door and magazines in the waiting room. Sowell speculates in filed interests: assignments, fee shares, contingent claims, anything sitting on a register somebody might one day honor. He buys at twenty to thirty cents on the nuyen and then does nothing at all, for years.

The bet is the annexation. Pueblo's integration procedure converts interests entered on recognized registers into Pueblo instruments, so a worthless-looking assignment filed with the right body in 2060 is an instrument in 2071. See Pueblo.

The people whose paper he buys call him Twenty Cents, after what he pays for it, and they say it to his face. He answers to it without a flicker, because a man who argues about the number is a man who might go higher.

He is not connected to anybody, employs nobody, and has never broken a contract, because a man in his line who breaks one is finished by lunchtime.

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Connection Speculator in filed interests: Wilshire, Westwood
Loyalty To the contract. It has never yet been tested, which is its own kind of answer
Reach Cash today, and fifteen years of knowing who holds what