Chapter eleven
OTTAWA, ONTARIO — 0630 HOURS (EST)Alex Kralick and the prime minister took an early morning stroll down Sussex Drive. Instead of his customary route east towards Rockcliffe Park, the prime minister had decided to walk southeast today, down MacKay and Alexander Streets, where many well-preserved stone houses from the Confederation period stood. Kralick was just along for the ride. Get some exercise. And he had trouble keeping up.
The prime minister broke the silence. “I think it’s going to be hot today. It’s quite warm already. I don’t know what’s hotter, this morning or the flak we’re taking over the Arrow cancellation.”
“Have you heard the latest rumor, sir?”
The prime minister shook his head. “No. What rumor?”
“The Americans have all the Arrow technology.”
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