Chapter 115 - Interlude Chief of National Security (1/2)

"Agent Wilson? The chief is waiting for you." A young secretary spoke respectfully to the serious-looking man seated in the hall.

"I understand." Agent Wilson nodded and followed after the secretary.

Currently, he was inside the Ministry of Defense's main building, Whitehall, located in London; to attend a meeting with the chief of National Security.

Alexander Wilson was wearing a formal-looking black suit and a white tie, that, together with his serious-looking face, was supposed to give him an elegant bearing.

Unfortunately, it was ruined by his haggard face, his slightly messy hair and the bags below his eyes; showing the fatigue he had accumulated in the last few days of work.

He was holding a folder in his hand, that contained the information necessary for this meeting; but to be honest, the information was far from enough.

The secretary guided him until a wooden door that she knocked twice. "Chief, Agent Wilson is here."

"Come in." An aged voice answered from behind the door.

The secretary nodded and signaled to Wilson to enter.

With a small nod, Alexander Wilson took a deep breath and opened the door.

"Chief." He said in a respectful tone and saluted to the man seated behind a desk.

It was not the first time that Alexander entered this office, but he could not help but be surprised by it despite it.

The office did not have many decorations, but the few things inside it, combined with the warm color of the walls and the noble style of the chairs and the desk, gave to the place a feeling of elegance and authority.

The man seated behind the desk stared at Alexander briefly and nodded, then, he pointed to a chair and spoke.

"Sit."

Wilson nodded and let out a breath that he had been holding involuntarily.

The chief of National Security, Edgard Fords, was an old man around fifty years old. He had a square face and lush white hair that was combed elegantly.

Despite his age, his eyes seemed young and filled with vigor, and his voice exuded authority. Alexander could not help but recognize that the man's bearing was full of authority and might, like someone used to determine the fate of many people.

After all, though the chief of National Security was not the highest position in the Ministry of Defense, it was pretty high on the line.

When Alexander Wilson sat, the chief tapped the desk twice with a finger and spoke gravely.

"How are you, Alexander? I trust that you have gotten results in your task."

Alexander Wilson gulped a mouthful of saliva and adjusted his mental state, then, he spoke.

"Unfortunately, we have not gotten mayor results despite our investigation. Until now, we have found only two people that have awakened superpowers, but none of them was a participant in the so-called 'Dimensional Paradise'."

"Is it so? Then, you don't have any clue, is it right? I thought that you would have better results after more than one week of work."

"I'm sorry about it, sir." Alexander Wilson lowered his head in shame.

To be honest, the lack of results was not completely his fault; after all, superpowers, monsters, and dimensions, were something new to the world, and the information he could use was not much. However, he knew that the chief will not accept that as an excuse.