In the company's conference room in Iceland, CEO Barrison looked at the screens with concern. The situation was beyond his control; how did they expect him to accept that offer?
"I repeat, Vice President Allen, we cannot accept your conditions, not because we don't want to; it's directly because we can't." Barrison looked at the mature woman who would be a woman on the other side. Age had taken its toll on Vice President Allen; wrinkles and thin silver strands had recently appeared in her hair.
"I'm saying that he will have the entire American arms industry making the damn capsules; we just need his collaboration…" The vice president said.
