"Chief Henry, I'm afraid you don't understand the gravity of this situation." Detective Lewis stepped forward and interjected into the conversation. "People are dying, and of there's a way that you can help-"
"This conversation is over, detectives." However, his attempts to change the mind of the Chief were cut short. Chief Henry stared at Lewis' face as he spoke coldly. "Ch- Chief!" All of a sudden, a young man barged into the room, looking pale and scared. "A large truck has broken past the front gate without authorization!"
"What did you say?" The Chief's eyes widened. The Detectives too were surprised at what they were hearing. Commander Larsen on the other hand, seemed cool as a cucumber as he spoke softly, "Ah, they're here."
"What are you talking about? Who's here?" Detective Harry, who heard Commander Larsen's words, immediately turned around and asked with an anxious look on his face.
