Ruth sighs as she continues to read the file from MI-6. So far there isn't a lot of information she didn't already know until she comes across a page that looks promising. She carefully reads the page and then reads it again picking up a highlighter and marking a couple of important passages. "I've got something! Would someone look this over? This group seems more dangerous than we first imagined."
Adam and Malcolm read the page over Ruth's shoulder. "Well, that's much more information than we had when we started. It's certainly very important. Good work, Ruth." Adam runs into Harry's office. "Harry, we've, rather Ruth has found, some pertinent information about this group. It sounds more dangerous than first supposed."
Harry snatches the paper from Adam and reads it. "Damn, why is MI-6 always holding back information? This could have been in our hands ages ago when this group came into Britain. They hate to share information, but we needed to know this!"
"Harry, MI-6 never tells us anything. I'm surprised you got as much from them as you did." Adam says trying to calm Harry down, which is not his speciality.
"I found more!" Ruth runs into Harry's office breathlessly with shining eyes. "What's matter with you Harry? You know MI-6 don't trust us with anything pertinent, which is why I'm surprised you got it now."
"That doesn't make it any less frustrating! We're on the same side. I have a good mind to call MI-6 and raise hell. They have no right to make these kinds of decisions for me and the people of Britain! They don't understand how dangerous these situations are. These moments are life and death!" Harry says angrily.
"Now, just hold on. It's not going to help if you call MI-6 and scream down the phone. In fact, you'll get less help and information from them. Why not go and have a quiet, clandestine meeting with the head of MI-6? Just make a call and stay calm. Maybe suggest a meeting spot that you can walk to so you can clear your head. We have enough work to be getting on with." Ruth tries to calm Harry's frayed nerves. Harry reaches over and picks up the phone. "Now stay calm."
Harry dials the mobile number of the head of MI-6. "David, we need to talk. No, I don't want to talk on the phone. I want to see you in person. Can we meet in three hours on the Embankment, in our usual place?" "Right, I'll see you then."
"Well done, Harry. That was very polite and professional. Just maintain that when you go and meet him in person." Ruth says gently. She goes back to work and leaves Harry to his thoughts.