"Our Mr. President actually came to ask my opinion. How unusual." Ferdinand laughed and said, "Then, tell them that I support all Mr. President's decisions and actions in upholding the law."
After the conversation ended, Ferdinand got up and walked to the windows. He looked at the huge military base below and thought hard.
***
At the west of Tucker City, in an oval office of the checkered building that represented the Underground City's administrative center, a thin middle-aged man in a smart black suit was sitting behind a desk. He was listening intently to a strapping man, who was sitting across from him, reporting to him about his work.
"Mr. President." The secretary strode into the office and interrupted their conversation. He walked to that middle-aged man quickly and said in a low voice, "Marshal Ferdinand has given his reply."
