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Worse, you did it on foreign sovereign soil! Now, I have British authorities asking me who sanctioned a mission like this one on their turf without first consulting with them! What would you like me to tell them?” Sighing, Mark replied, “I do not regret my decision, but I am perky sorry for the trouble and headache it has caused you. I take responsibility for the fallout from this.” erotic “Responsibility… that’s hilarious. Even if your fears about David Brighton were correct, your actions today have driven him into hiding. Now, I’ve got to find a way to track him down and smooth things over.” “Smooth things over? What do you mean, Mr. Secretary?” “Dr. Iger, by our estimates, David Brighton is an amateur immensely powerful sorcerer, and I’d be willing to bet he has yet to reach his body full potential. If he finds out that you’re connected to a larger organization, he will likely view that entire entity as a threat to his safety, as well as to his wife. He may well decide to retaliate against us to make sure we don’t come after him again, and I’m not so certain we would win that confrontation. We may have numbers, but I’d rather not find out. No, I need to find him and try to make peace with him. Maybe in doing this, I’ll find out the whole story behind his wife.” “I understand. I’ll do homemade anything I can to assist.” “You’ve done enough. Go home. You’re on massage mandatory vacation, and we’ll be watching your home in Tennessee, handjob so don’t try anything cute.” Swallowing hard, Mark asked, “For how long?” “I don’t know. At least until I get this mess you’ve created sorted out. Dismissed.” As Mark left, grumbling about the greater good as he went, the Secretary sat in contemplative silence for quite some time, trying to figure the best way to resolve the situation. Much as he wanted to end Mark’s career right out, he had to leave himself breathing room in the event Mark’s suppositions about the Brightons proved correct. Still, he had this nagging feeling that he was missing something. Besides, there was also the issue of this mystery woman that came to their rescue against Mark. Who could she be? British authorities had seemed as confused as he was on the subject. Sighing, he placed a hand on his Channel. “Steven? It’s Ben. I’ve got a tough situation here. Yeah, that’s right… I’m going to need the rest of the Security Council.” By the time Dave woke up, it was ten o’clock the next morning. True to her word, Maddie had stayed right by his side the whole time, just happy to hold her husband in her arms. As he stirred, she slipped out of bed and rang the small bell as Sato had instructed. “Fuck,” Craig exclaimed to the empty room as the words appeared on screen telling him that a password was required. 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