Chapter One hundred-eighty one

Ethan nodded his head, "Yeah I do. I just wanted to know if you had someone in mind. But if you don't, I do. All I have to do is to ring his phone, and he's definitely going to get to work."

"Well that's great, because I had no one in mind. But that's by the way, now back to what I was saying. Do you agree with my plan, or do you still want to go with your plan?" Oliver asked as he sipped from his glass of alcohol.

Ethan kept quiet, with the looks on his face you could tell he was weighing his options. After a few seconds he spoke up, "I am going with your idea, I feel yours is more realistic, and it won't take much time."

"That's great, now what I am going to do is to inform you of the day to call whosoever you believe is capable for the job. The day he comes, leave it to me.

All I have to do is to create a distraction, and find a way to grant him access to President Alistair's car. Do you understand?"

"Yes I do. But the sad part in all of this is the fact that we don't know when thi