January 6, 11:00 am
Jones looked at the man seated before her. Certainly, anyone pulled off the streets for a government interview was going to be irritated. Jones didn't want that. She'd requested a pot of tea be brought in from the cafeteria. It would be here shortly. Thank God that Klaus was giving his friend and newly hired agent a tour and would not be interrupting the interview with his ever present sarcasm and vitriol. The man- Dresden?-would be out of his element as it was. So, Morgan began softly.
"My apologies for the abrupt nature of our meeting. Let's start this off properly, shall we? My name is Morgan Jones. I'm a department director with MI:5 Homeland Security. You're in no trouble and in no danger. If you'd be willing to answer a few questions for me, I'll be more than happy to answer a few questions you may have. I'm most interested in having an open dialogue."
She spoke calmly and firmly with a gentle edge to it. In a lot of ways, it was the same tone trainers used to get dogs to behave. Jones was famous for her bureaucratic and somewhat demanding air. Her tenacity on a subject gave her the bulldog nickname and she saw no reason to compromise it.