Bab 93: Chancellor's Machinations

There was the sound of air jetting from a few small pipes and the poly lid of the pod rose slowly. The dark hair of the man sitting up matched his expression. The director's eyes blazed as he banged his knee on the side while extricating himself too quickly.

He stormed over to his desk and hit his keyboard. "Shi, get up here now." He checked the time and swore.

He smashed the red key on his keyboard this time. "Shi, are you in conference room one?"

The director quickly dressed in a smart suit and stalked out of his office. His mood did not improve with the long walk to the largest conference room.

He looked at his PA. "The final candidates are here?" he asked, and she nodded. He grumbled something about a tournament and pushed his way in.