"Let him call back later."
"But... but it's a call from Congress!"
With an authoritative glance at the two sisters, Rod strode over, picked up the phone, and after listening for a moment, his brow furrowed.
"Why?! Have I done something wrong?"
The man's voice on the other end was indifferent, "Mr. Rod, you should be well aware of the cause of this, shouldn't you?"
"But..."
"The new Ambassador will be appointed within a week. Please prepare to hand over your work, Mr. Rod."
Having said this, the caller hung up the phone.
"Hello... hello... damn it!" Rod slammed the receiver back into its cradle, "They all deserve to die!"
"Sir?" Jack asked quietly, "What... what happened?"
Turning around, Rod's gaze swept over Jack and then fell on the faces of the sisters Anna and Annie. He took a deep breath and erupted in a roar.