He picked his things and headed to his office. When he settled down, he gave the General Manager, Mr. Oliver Eliot, a call. He picked his call at once and responded.

“Hello, Mr. Israel. I am glad to hear from you.”

“Good morning, Mr. Eliot. I would like us to meet in my office in the next one hour. Are you cool with it?”

“Okay Mr. Israel. I will be available.”

“That is good. I will be expecting you.”

Afterwards, he looked at the time and mumbled.

“Ambassador Grayson should be in Toronto by now.”

Now, Ahmed, his orderly and the Lieutenant had gone to the Headquarters underground to nose...