DAR, 1982
“Thank you for coming on such a short notice.” Christos said, digging into his briefcase, soon after entering his office.
Rayhan threw his eye across the room. Latricia yawned as she sat on the sofa. Saleem stretched his arms as he sat.
“I summoned you this time because the matter is very urgent.” Christos thumbed papers on his hands. “It’s a matter of life and death.”
Christos handed the papers to the three. They all took a deep look at the papers.
“President Fabian is selling Mererani to the capitalists?” Latricia snapped.
Christos nodded. “His seal is there.”
“If we have strong evidence, why shouldn’t we bring him before the law?” Latricia said.
Christos chuckled. “A dog never betrays its master.”
“We are a nation of laws. And nobody can ignore our Constitution. No
