"…there's a call for you," the assistant opened the door and peeked inside the man's huge room, holding a phone in his hand. The man in the room turned his head and looked at the assistant in surprise.
He was seated in the laced couch of the room comfortably after a heated meeting not less than an hour ago. His silken coat was still well ironed and the pleats on his pants still stark clear. He got up like a king and walked over to the assistant before holding the phone in his hand.
"The New York Commissioner of Police?" he lifted an eyebrow before putting the phone to his ear. A low serious conversation ensued and the man looked over at the TV news channel that was silently playing on the other end of the room. He nodded before cutting the phone and handing it to the assistant.
"Shall I make everything ready?" the assistant asked, already knowing what the situation at hand was.
