 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Sachin Mahendra Singh, ambassador to India, would naturally be making this meeting. His attendance to them was perfect and he intended on keeping it that way. The only reason it had taken him a little while to arrive at the Conference Room on level five was because he had made a few stops to see some friends at the Ministry. However, he was at the Room now.
“Namaste, everyone,’’ Sachin said chirpily and ruffling his thick, black hair. “Conley, great to see you again.’’ He liked to think that he and Conley were a great pair when it came to work related issues. And the Minister was joining them? This was very interesting. “Minister,’’ the man said politely.
Now he bustled to make himself some chai. |