Antoine patiently stood with his arms crossed behind his back; a habit he'd picked up over the years. Laid out before him was a neat ensemble of seats in a semi-circle, with stairways evenly set between three sections leading to double-doors. He had a screen set up behind him, giving the room the look of a theater. He watched silently, waiting for important staff to funnel into the room. From his discoveries on Bishop and Azrael's operation but a few days ago, he called for a brief.
Normally being the last of the officials to report to meetings, (Sgt.) Cabanela was one of the first to appear in that room. Her prompt arrival was not because o