The vice President walked out of the white house briskly. There were several thoughts running in his head as to what was happening. He had expected Scorpio's call to find out if he had gotten the requirements to finalize their plan but there hasn't been a call since the theft of the Generator.

He greeted and waved at the soldiers standing at their assigned posts,a mode of commending them for their efforts and time spent there.

He got to his Limousine and opened the door,entering the backseat.

"Take me home." He ordered his driver and relaxed on the chair.

"Yes sir." A familiar voice, different from his driver's replied.

"Scorpio?"...