"Look, man. I'll be blunt. I don't care about the damn ships stationed at Libya. That's just to keep the snivelers back home happy and in line. You can just say the word, and those ships will be gone. Like I said when I first contacted you. I like your style," said Alexander, as he and Saladin walked towards the elevators.
"You seem to have the kind of manic energy I've seen in Americans, President Chekov," chuckled Saladin, as they entered the elevator.
"Yes well, I'm trying to inject some of that into my countrymen who still seem to be in this post-communist hangover," said Alexander with a shrug.
They exited the elevator on the 128th floor, and entered the lobby of Aaron Zakhrov's office.
"Natasha, President Chekov wishes to meet with Mr. Zakhrov," said Saladin.
"Of course, sir. Please follow me," said Natasha, as she led them into Aaron's office.
"The man, the myth the legend, Aaron Zakhrov," said Alexander, as he shook Aaron's hand.
