Britanic practically slammed down into the leather seat in his office. The last few days had been a nightmare.
Workmen were down in Militia HQ packing everything up, and when asked why, they could only reply because "...they tells us to pack it up, we pack it up. I dunno what's going on."
Britanic had been constantly trying to get through to the Minister, or any other member of the board, but found himself blocked at every turn.
To make matters worse the recent Kara Trent article, had given Britanic no end of public relations grief, and he was struggling to sort that also.
Britanic looked down to the pile of mail on his desk, and spotted an evelope with the names Sutton, Hadley, and Staines, who'd obviously sent the letter. Britanic recognised them as being a Founders Fall's based company specialising in stripping assets, and breaking down companies to sell on for profit. A letter from them wasn't likely to be anything good.
Britanic opened the envelope, and read the letter.
<***tards! No wonder they have been avoiding me. Pretty bloody shoddy treatment from the board that. I better go put this on the notice board for every one to see..>
Just as Britanic was going to post the letter onto the notice board he caught sight of todays newspaper
, amongst the letters...
Britanic practically slammed down into the leather seat in his office. The last few days had been a nightmare.
Workmen were down in Militia HQ packing everything up, and when asked why, they could only reply because "...they tells us to pack it up, we pack it up. I dunno what's going on."
Britanic had been constantly trying to get through to the Minister, or any other member of the board, but found himself blocked at every turn.
To make matters worse the recent Kara Trent article, had given Britanic no end of public relations grief, and he was struggling to sort that also.
Britanic looked down to the pile of mail on his desk, and spotted an evelope with the names Sutton, Hadley, and Staines, who'd obviously sent the letter. Britanic recognised them as being a Founders Fall's based company specialising in stripping assets, and breaking down companies to sell on for profit. A letter from them wasn't likely to be anything good.
Britanic opened the envelope, and read the letter.
<***tards! No wonder they have been avoiding me. Pretty bloody shoddy treatment from the board that. I better go put this on the notice board for every one to see..>
Just as Britanic was going to post the letter onto the notice board he caught sight of todays newspaper
, amongst the letters...
newspaper
<Bloody great, now the whole sodding world knows. Im going to get to speak to one of the board if it kills me!>
Britanic left the room, and posted both the letter, and the newspaper to the Militia notice board...
((Thanks to Dante for knocking up the official letter.))