In a grand conference room, several influential and famous persons gathered within the room with solid faces that couldn't ease up themselves even if rain or snow fell on them.
Tick-tock. Tick-tock.
Everyone was already seated in absolute silence, with their eyes burning at Harry, Wiggins, and Berry's way.
Hell!
If eyes could kill, they would have all been dead now from how annoyed everyone in the room was.
Bam!
One of the hot-tempered men just couldn't take it anymore. He was Major General Dalahali.
Seeing him Wiggins had the illusion he could see smoke coming off the man's ears and nostrils.
"What is it? What's the big delay for Wiggins? I left very important matters to attend this so-called top secret meeting you requested at the highest authority!"
