Washington D.C, Langley, CIA Headquarters.
Deputy Director Simon stood outside Director Vincent's heavy oak office door, took a deep breath, adjusted his tie, and tried to make his expression appear shocked, angry, and with a hint of loyalty for "fortunately having discovered it in time."
He held an encrypted tablet in his hand, containing the intelligence summary and audio analysis report that had exploded on the deep web.
According to the script—a few minutes ago, he had "accidentally discovered" this information and "at the first moment" reported his "major discovery" and "reasonable suspicion" to the Director.
He knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Vincent's deep voice came through.
Simon pushed the door open and entered.
Vincent sat behind a large desk, with his back facing a massive bulletproof floor-to-ceiling window, offering a full view of the Potomac River outside.
