Mack Thompson |PF|
*He deftly flipped through the paperwork on the desk in front of him, eyes scanning for the important notes that had been added. They'd received word that something may or may not be set to happen in Reykjavik during a conference on nuclear arms. François Delattre, the current head of security council for the United Nations had moved the thing from the UN building in New York, fearing that many of the Middle Eastern nations wouldn't be willing to come to the country in the current political climate. So they'd settled on Iceland.*
*He deftly flipped through the paperwork on the desk in front of him, eyes scanning for the important notes that had been added. They'd received word that something may or may not be set to happen in Reykjavik during a conference on nuclear arms. François Delattre, the current head of security council for the United Nations had moved the thing from the UN building in New York, fearing that many of the Middle Eastern nations wouldn't be willing to come to the country in the current political climate. So they'd settled on Iceland.*
*Problem was, that meant Netanyahu would be there alongside Palestinian representatives with zero protection. Judging from the Israelian's derision of a two state solution to the current crisis, this had all of the makings of a political assassination attempt. Oddly, the rumblings weren't from the Hamas as one would expect. It was from Force 17. Scrubbing a hand over his face, he let out a heavy breath.*
*Force 17 had been on their watch list, as the rumors underground claimed they had agents with "special abilities". That meant his agents would be going up against people that possibly had the same skills and no morals or qualms about rules. He'd have to send his operatives in as Secret Service agents. The division had been known to offer protection to foreign dignitaries and heads of state, even in other countries. Last was Liberia. They would add Iceland to the list.*
*Punching a few keys, he brought up the agent dossiers. Ayesha and Kaleva were dealing with their own issues. He couldn't send them and have their attention divided, especially as he'd eventually like to be able to split the couples into teams. He figured it wouldn't be long until they'd be inseparable without his interference and he could focus on more missions at once. Kirk and Douglas were too damn by the book for his tastes.*
*After scrolling down the list, he was stuck with two files open. He couldn't imagine this would be anything other than complete and utter anarchy. But it was their best shot.*
*Force 17 had been on their watch list, as the rumors underground claimed they had agents with "special abilities". That meant his agents would be going up against people that possibly had the same skills and no morals or qualms about rules. He'd have to send his operatives in as Secret Service agents. The division had been known to offer protection to foreign dignitaries and heads of state, even in other countries. Last was Liberia. They would add Iceland to the list.*
*Punching a few keys, he brought up the agent dossiers. Ayesha and Kaleva were dealing with their own issues. He couldn't send them and have their attention divided, especially as he'd eventually like to be able to split the couples into teams. He figured it wouldn't be long until they'd be inseparable without his interference and he could focus on more missions at once. Kirk and Douglas were too damn by the book for his tastes.*
*After scrolling down the list, he was stuck with two files open. He couldn't imagine this would be anything other than complete and utter anarchy. But it was their best shot.*