From these great innovators came new wonders...
Nikola Tesla: electricity for everyone,
Sir Adam Beck: the largest hydro plant in the world, and
King Camp Gillette: his plan for a socialist utopia.
Veteran Jack Saunders and tycoon Aaron O'Malley draw the three into their schemes, forming an unstoppable alliance. Saunders has honourable motives, but O'Malley does not.
     He rises above the river as before and is drawn upstream again, past the great whirlpool and on to the boundless city, its white, honeycomb-like array stretching out to the west and east, fading to obscurity in the hazy distance on both sides of the river. The sun is low in the east, but soon it rises, and the sky brightens. Wisps of cloud pass beneath, and a flock of birds inches along, just above one of the little hexagons, a tiny V made of barely discernable specks.
Banking right, he slides into a spiral dive, slipping and spinning downward, and the white landscape begins to resolve into a pattern of shining colours. The hexagons contain circular structures, he can see now, and are offset from one another in columns and angled rows, with triangular formations in the spaces between. Wide pathways and roads run between the hexagons and triangles, and the adjacent sections of land are green.
     He settles near one of the domed roofs of the immense, circular buildings and hovers over it. Its perimeter is like a giant gear with eighteen cogs, each with intricate, saw-tooth edges. He drops below the level of the roof to the side of the enormous building and sees that each of the gear teeth is actually a high pillar, and that the jagged saw-tooth edges are a series of angled walls and windows that are repeated on every level. The narrow-wedged windows look outward, away from the building. On the outer face of the cog-pillar, on each level, is a pair of bay windows and a long balcony.
     Down along the side of the pillar he descends, until he is at a place just above the half-height of the huge structure. He slows, and enters through one of the open sliding doors on the balcony...

​"'Look at the river. Think about the power of the falls themselves. Sense it.'
He could indeed feel the power of the river in his blood, a natural force that dwarfed all the man-made generating stations they had seen that day.
'Jack, hydraulics experts say that the full potential of the falls is over eight million horsepower.'
And then it became clear: O’Malley wanted it all."