Situation Room
CIA Headquarters 9:00
Alex Conklin was told to go to the situation room thirty minutes ago. He finally arrives at the situation room. When he came inside he saw Ward Abboth along with the staff members of Treadstone.
"Alex. You're late."
"Well I came here as fast as I could."
"That doesn't matter. Follow me."
"Can you get in the details? I'm also liable for this you know."
"About a week ago, we sent one of our agents to assassinate Eli Pandarus."
"The wizard of Wall Street. Sir, he's an American. Is he even in our jurisdiction?"
"That's for me to know and for you to never find out." Abbott continued. "Anyways, the assassination was a complete failure and we lost Jake Long that day. However, we recently received a report that Long was spotted in Halifax by the CSIS. They put him into custody but he managed to escape."
Conklin thought for a while. There was no Agent Long in Treadstone. "Sir, if I recall, I don't think we have any records of a Jake Long in Treadstone."
"He's not from Treadstone."
"What?"
"I'll explain later."
"So what are we going to do?" Conklin asked.
"We're going to terminate Long so that the authorities wouldn't trace him to us. I'm sending a team over in Halifax right now. You're going to be in charge of that team. I've book you a plane ticket over there. You're flight leaves in two hours."
Conklin grabbed the tickets and headed toward the exit.
"Oh… and Alex." Conklin looked back at Abbott.
"Don't screw this up. You know what happens to people who fail me."
Conklin felt a little worried, but it gave him an ever greater reason to accomplish this mission.
When he left, Abbott asked the staff. "What are our assets in New York?"
"The Professor, sir."