“I will look at Gen. McDonald's report on the war and get back to you, Your Excellency.”“Kindly do that and come up with a budget as well. Time is of the essence.”“I got it, Your Excellency.” “Good. How is work?”“Work is fine, Your Excellency.”“How is your boy? He is not doing badly.”“He is fine. You are right. He is a nice boy.”“How did you get him?”Tim looked at the Second in Command and his face was unreadable. He faced the Head of State and informed him, “Gen. Hill brought them to me.”“That is good to hear. How did you get him, Kay?”“They were unassigned soldiers who while away their time at the mess hall. I felt they would be useful to him as his domestic staff.”“That is interesting. An intelligent chap like him would have been wasting for nothing.”“That is true, Your Excellency,” they stated simultaneously.Then, he faced Tim and asked, “What are your plans for the South Coast?”Tim frowned his face and answered confidently, “We will speak their language. Brig. Dale
Shortly, Capt. Bolton and George walked out of the office and headed to the Tenth floor.At The President's OfficeThe two walked in as though Laura was not there. “Like I said, the painter can start the painting work at once. Tomorrow will be a busy day for us.”“I got it. I will get the Corporal to send his boys,” the General Manager stated and dialed the gatehouse number while George focused on him.“Hello, General,” Cpl Barton greeted enthusiastically.“It's the General Manager, Corporal. Send your boys to meet me here.”“I got it, Boss,” he said and the call ended.For Cpl. Barton's personal reasons, he preferred to answer the call by himself. In a short while, he was at the President's office and greeted accordingly.“Where are your boys?” Capt. Bolton asked.“I will send for them if I know what to do, Captain.”“It is all right. We need all the furniture out. We are starting the refurbishing of the office, now.”“I got it, Boss. I will get some of my boys right away.” “Come a
Mr. Henry Watson, the first registrant, was pleased to be the first person to be accredited and he walked into the makeshift auction ground with aplomb. When the three hundred and thirteen persons who registered before the deadline had taken their seats, they began to wait for the stipulated time. At The Shooting RangeApart from George, the two boys were thrilled to experience the practicals. It was different from what they had in school which no longer interested them because it was monotonous and dull. Not only that, training with professionals and their seniors was a delight.“If only we could take photographs with the Brigadier and the team to show our friends in school? It would have been nice,” Gerald wished but he could not.Apart from not having his phone, no soldier was doing that. Not even George whom they did not know was there for the first time and he behaved himself.After the two hours of training, Tim walked back to the car park and got into his car. They joined him
Without delay, she walked into her bedroom, dressed up, and returned at once.“Go, my dear. Don't hesitate to snatch the microphone from her. It is your responsibility as the President's secretary to anchor the event,” her mother gingered her up and she assented. “I got you, Mom. Bye.”“Bye.”She left home at once and got a cab. In a few minutes, she was at the complex. At The Auxiliary Armory PLC“Ha!” She exclaimed when she saw the uninvited guests running towards her with wet clothes.While the bidding was going on, Tim sent a message to George.(Come let us inspect my office.)(Okay, Boss) he responded and inquired from the Maintenance Manager, “How far have you gone with the painting?”“We are through. The boys concluded it before they left yesterday.”“I see. Thank you for that, Capt. Sawyer.”“You are welcome, Sergeant.”He got up at once and walked up to Tim in the car. He got out quickly and they moved. Not long, they were in the office.“They did a good job,” Tim said afte
At The President's OfficeAfter the installation of the cameras, they watched the staff as they continued with their work. Not long, they were through.“Good job,” George stated.“It is our pleasure, Sir. Don't hesitate to call us if you encounter any issues,” the leader of the team informed them.“It is all right. Thank you, once again,” George appreciated them and looked at Cpl. Simpson.“Kindly send them on their way, Corporal.”“It is all right, General,” he said and walked away with them.“Do you wish to stay to the end of the auction sales?” Tim asked George.“I may not if my attention is not needed.”“Find out. You need to rest after the training.”“I got it. I will check on them.”They locked the office and left. Tim returned to the car while George walked to the auction ground.“How is it going, Capt. Bolton?” He asked after he took his seatThe Captain smiled broadly and responded, “It is going on well. We have sold over five hundred cars.”“That is good to hear. We will lea
Her voice attracted Capt. Bolton and he looked up in its direction. When he saw her disheveled look, he commanded, “Take her out of here immediately.”Since on her accord, she stripped herself of Tim - her glory and covering, anyone can trample on her.“I got it, Captain,” the Corporal agreed and brought out his handcuffs.Nevertheless, the cameramen were diligent in their duties. They captured the scene and before they realized that it was not part of the program and withdrew their cameras, it had been aired and they could not stop it.At that point, she opted to leave on her own. Meanwhile, Stephanie was surprised to see her dressed like that and attributed it to the divorce and miscarriage. At Laura's House Right from the time she left for the complex, her parents were glued to the television and waited eagerly to see her execute their instructions. They were conversant with the distance and the estimated time of her arrival.“Why is she not there yet?” Her father asked anxiousl
A few minutes before 5 PM, Tim awoke from his nap rested, and invigorated. Then, he walked into the bathroom to make water and brush his teeth. He returned to the room afterward and began to dress up for the most treasured training from Samuel.“Where will this training take place and what will he even teach me?” He asked himself in wonderment. When he was set, he walked out of his room to the parlor.“Where is everyone?” He asked when he noticed that the house was quiet.Nevertheless, he walked to the foyer and discovered that they were waiting for him in the garden. He joined them and was pleased with the temporary training ground.“Wow!” He exclaimed and the boys were delighted.Apart from George, no other person knew that the training was specifically for their boss. They thought that they wished to rehearse what they learned from the shooting range.“Good evening, Boss,” everyone, including George, greeted him respectfully and the boys were confused. They looked at his face as
At The Auxiliary Armory PLCGeorge arrived early and met Mabel, the Janitor on duty that week waiting for him. From the look of things, she may accuse Gilbert of vilifying her before the President's Representative as well.“Good morning, Sgt. Young,” she greeted happily.Without opening the door, George scanned her before he responded to her greetings, “Good morning, Janitor. How may I help you?” “I'm on duty here this week,” she explained.Instantly, he resolved that he would not work with her and requested, “That's good to hear. Ask your boss to send Gilbert to me.” Despite her crestfallen face, he never expected her to argue with him. He opened his door and walked in.“What is wrong with this, Gilbert? Why must he send for him?” She asked herself bitterly.They preferred the President's office to any other office in the complex because it had less work. Unlike the General Manager's and the Accountant's offices where most of the activities of the organization take place. They will