Meeting At The White House

Inside a big, white office, a group of people, men and women, could be seen standing, and some were seated. The group seemed to be waiting for someone, as they quietly stared at the door.

Their long anticipated wait came to an end when the door opened, and Adrian walked in.

"Mr President!" He saluted as he walked into the office.

"Adrian, we have been waiting for you. A little bird of mine told me that something happened at the facility at Ross Ice Self. Do you mind explaining?" The man who was being referred to as the president asked as he relaxed on his seat and placed his feet on the table.

Adrian smiled when he heard what the president said. He had already expected that the news would get to him, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.

He didn't know who the little bird the President was referring to was, but he was very curious about the identity of this little bird of his.