"Is this true?" An elderly man, his hair streaked with gray, asked as he gazed intently at the group seated around the grand conference table. His voice, though calm, carried an undercurrent of urgency.
The room was filled with the top executives of the country's most influential companies, a gathering that would surely shock the public if word of it got out. But what was even more palpable than the significance of the attendees was the tension in the air, thick enough to cut with a knife. Every person present wore a deep frown, evidence that whatever brought them together was no small matter.
"It seems to be," someone replied after a pause. "If they're running ads for it, then it's likely true."