Alexander was sitting in the Council Leader’s early summit meeting. It was being held an hour before the full summit meeting was to begin and involved only the top twenty Council Leaders of the World known informally as the Top Council, although he noticed it was only nineteen.
So Barrington didn’t show.
He looked around and saw all those familiar faces looking at him, sitting in the top chair. Some faces were apprehensive, some were regretful while others were down right arrogant.
Alexander sat listening to the result of the vote for no-confidence with a bitter expression on his face. He knew what was about to happen - sort of - it made him want to laugh out loud at these ignorant fools.
He casually flipped his phone out and looked at his messages.
Carl Quinton, the speaker for the
