There is nothing more deceptive than an obvious fact
Things had been hectic for George since accepting the presidency, now in his eighties, he’d only accepted the role as interim President to protect his family and with having the control to turn off any country’s Saviour System, he knew they were all safe. Things had now settled down, giving him time to relax and get on with finding a new home for the Earth’s inhabitants.
George, as usual, sat in his underground office monitoring the progress of the Voyager 3 probe when his H-smart rang.
“Hi Church,” said George, who chuckled and said, “This is a nice surprise. How are you getting on with your secret assignment?”
Church didn’t want to reveal too much knowing Georges inquisitive nature to probe for answers. “I’m fine George, we are sti
