"You're here?"
At seven o'clock in the evening, within the Green Zone's Republic Palace, Song Heping met with the third highest-ranking official of the US forces in Iraq under the guidance of General Peter's aide.
General Peter was wearing camo gear with his sleeves rolled up, showing the demeanor of a hard-bitten soldier.
Song Heping had heard from Ferrari that this guy was from the US Special Forces, with a military history in his family tracing back to the War of Independence—definitely a military family with a profound background.
In Ferrari's words, getting in touch with this man was like getting connected to the top brass within the US military.
"I'm here, General," Song Heping said.
He approached General Peter's desk, and the latter gave his aide a meaningful glance, "Have dinner prepared."
"Yes, General."
Aide Frank turned and left, closing the office door behind him.
"Have a seat."
General Peter gestured for Song Heping to sit down.