The early morning sun crept into the luxurious bedroom of one of the wealthiest men in Switzerland. Carl Elsner came slowly awake from a deep sleep in a bed that cost more than most of the working people in Switzerland make in a month. He stretched his legs to get out the stiffness of sleep from his joints, and then the first feelings of something not quite right struck him.
He stirred in the bed, and then it stuck him that his feet felt wet. Wet and slick. Mystified, Mr. Elsner tossed back the covers and screamed in horror. The decapitated head of his beloved Swiss mountain dog, Brutus, stared up at him from the pool of gore it sat in. Mr. Elsner's screams brought the servants running to find the hysterical head of the family owned firm of Victorinox cowering against the bed's headboard.
A month later in a large American city, the Cult Of The SAK was meeting, and they were seated around a long table with bottles of wine, and bowls of olives and cheese. The big topic of conversation was that Victorinox had finally brought out a CadetX. When all the heads of the Cult were present, the head of the three layer family leaned toward the old man at the head of the table. The old man had a silver white beard and wavy silver hair and had a marked resemblance to the actor in a beer commercial that was billed as the most interesting man in the world.
"You have to tell us, Don Carlo, how did you get Victorinox to bring out a Cadet X?" asked the head of the three layer family.
"Yes Don Carlo, how did it come about?" asked the head of the 4 layer family.
The silver bearded old man just shrugged and waved a hand in the air in a enigmatic gesture. Then in a slightly horse voice he replied,
"I just made Mr. Elsner an offer he couldn't refuse."