Two minutes later, he hung up the phone and watched the sun still rising in the sky. "Turn the car around," he commanded softly. "Head towards the presidential palace,"he continued as a dark cruel smirk played across his lips. He had been looking for a certain person and lo and behold, he just found him. He chuckled as he mentally thanked President Ray for bringing a certain man out of his supposed hideout ; the Chief of Staff...
Marcus poured the whisky into a glass and gave it to the president. The latter downed it all in one go before throwing the glass onto the floor behind him. He stared at the Chief of Staff in both annoyance and askance. "How the hell did you know that,"? he asked his voice becoming hard around the edges. The Chief merely cleared his throat and snuck a glance at Marcus, who was the current head of the intelligence department.
