Now was the day we went to Saudi Arabia, to stop Matthew Lock from making the deal, or at least trick him into making a deal with us.
This could go bust, in fact it will most likely go bust, however, this could also be the last pin in stopping the MSTO's plans.
I'm ready for this. But it's mostly Malachi to worry about. He needs to pretend like the leader of the TSA, which is quite a big role. No one even knows who he is, so he's going to need to act with this sense of power and authority.
He must be scared to heavens, or something like that.
But after today, was tomorrow, and that was something I needed to worry about. I was going to steal from my own agency, so stop a conspiracy that Mr. Drails could possibly be doing.
Everything felt so weird, but one problem at a time–one problem at a time.
I arrived into the briefing room, where I was met with a hug by Nikki. She was the only one there for now, before the others began to enter.
