GENERAL HOSPITAL #029

(playing the role of Anna Donely is Daisy Ridley)

WSB Headquarters

Director Frisco Jones walked down one of the corridors of the WSB Headquarters which was located in a secret location beneath a rundown industrial plant in Cranford New Jersey.

He wore an earpiece in one ear, which had a direct feed to the main control center, as he looked at the screen of an IPad that he held as he approached his office.

As he entered his office area, he was greeted by his executive secretary who sat behind "its" desk. For you see, Frisco's executive secretary wasn't a human but a robotic drone that monitored his email and secured phone line.

"Good morning," the drone's dry and monotone voice said.

The WSB was still recovering from the breech of security and protocols that had allowed Victor Cassadine to gain control of the secret organization, and the drone that acted as his executive secretary was a mandatory condition that the new director would have to bare.

And this was because although the WSB was a dark operation, meaning its budget was not officially accounted for by NATO, it still had to answer for its mistakes. The D.R.O.N.E. system was employed by the secret oversight committee as a result of Cassadine abuse of the system.

Frisco entered his inner office and found an old friend waiting for him there; Sean Donely.

Though Sean had recovered from the poisoning of his system, he was still left wheelchair bound.

"I notice," Sean said pointing up at the digital clock, "that it's 0806. You're late…"

Frisco looked up at the clock as he walked past Sean and sat behind his desk.

"In my days as the director of the WSB," Sean Donely continued, "the director of the WSB was never late."

Frisco looked up at his friend and smirked.

"Yeah," Frisco replied, "but in your time you didn't have to carry a cellphone around with you at all times of the day; even to use the John to take a shit."

They both stared at each other in all seriousness and then they started to laugh.

Although Sean was in retirement, he still held a security clearance that allowed him into the bowels of the WSB building beneath the abandoned industrial complex above. And Frisco, having only taken the directorship in recent months, leaned on Sean for advice all the time.

Suddenly the door opened and an attractive young woman entered. But she was no stranger to the two men because she was Sean Donely's daughter and her name was Anna.

"Cadet Donely," Frisco said with an official tone to his voice as she handed him a file, "good to see you this morning."

Anna smiled back at her superior officer, Frisco.

"Good morning sir," Anna replied, then she turned to her proud father, "dad, why are you here."

Frisco listened to the father and daughter engage in conversation while he read the file Anna had handed him.

Anna's specialty was in linguistics, and she spoke eight languages fluently. One of her responsibilities was decoding intercepted transmissions. Computers could do this too, in the modern age, but because of the human ability to use sarcasm or innuendo, computers could not always interpret the real meaning behind the words.

It was then that the door opened again, and another person entered the office and as it happened to be, she was Anna Donely's namesake; Anna Devane.

"Good morning Anna," Frisco said as Anna came, a mug of tea in hand, and sat in a chair across from Frisco.

Anna smiled at all three of them.

"What do you have there," Anna Devane asked Frisco, who was still reading the file, as Anna Donely and her father were talking about some sort of dinner engagement they were to attend over the weekend with Tiffany.

"Anna," Frisco said, pointing at Anna Donely, "is one of our most important linguistics. The fact that she can speak Russian, will be very helpful during these next few months."

Sipping her tea, Anna Devane shot Frisco a concerned look.

"Do you really think it is still wise," Anna said, "keeping Robert out of the loop, meaning my being replace by my sister? Heck, I just found out, and I can't image why…"

Sean cut off his discussion with his daughter and answered Anna's question.

"Anna," Sean replied, "it is vitally important that Robert not become aware of the fact that Alexandra is in your place.

"And why is that," Anna replied. "I mean, you told me the story last night when I arrived here after being abducted from my car by your men," Anna said to Sean, and then turning to Frisco, "and I still can't see why Robert can't know what is really going on?"

Frisco closed the file and took a deep breath.

"I think she's right," Anna Donely said before Frisco could reply.

"First off," Frisco said looking up at Anna Donely, "you're just a cadet and so this conversation shouldn't even concern you; so please, you can leave right now."

Sean Donely could see the slight look of disappointment in his daughter's eyes, but Frisco was right. Anna turned and looked at her father, but saw no indication that he would intervene, and then Anna left.

Anna Donely walked past the drone secretary and then out into the corridor and made her way toward the gym for her early morning workout with her physical trainer; a man named Colton Shore.

She could only wonder what her father, Anna Devane and director Frisco were discussing now that she was out of the office.