Chapter Sixty One

Lance looked out the window and gazed at vast city of Flora. It looked calm from his 7th floor office but, he knew better. Nothing was as it seemed. The capital city was on fire; tensions were brewing as road blocks intensified; checkpoints were being avoided, crime was being conducted with caution and most of all, everyone was lying in wait to see what would happen next. John called out to Lance but he was too absentminded to hear his friend call. John stood up and walked up to Lance, touching his shoulder from behind. Lance quickly turned with a blank expression and found John gaping at him.

"Are you having jitters?" John asked him. 

"Is it time for us to brief the teams?"

"No...I came in to invite for lunch." John said. "You have been locked up in this room since the meeting with the other Agencies's leaders ended."

"Ah, yes." Lance retorted. "I had to think about something first."

"Let us go and eat first. We will need the energy."

"As you wish