Chapter Four
“Good morning, Prof,” Madeleine greeted Brutch upon his arrival at WHO headquarters, Geneva.
“Morning,” he replied in a gruff tone. “You know, I don’t like coming here…”
“Yeah, idols don’t always want to be seen by people who admire them” teasingly she replied.
“I’m not here to waste my time Madeleine!”
“Neither am I,” Madeleine said, her voice taking a serious tone.
“Then let’s get down to business,” he said, folding his hand on his chest.
“Why don’t you have a seat so we can discuss this seriously?”
Reluctantly, he pulled a chair out from the table and made himself comfortable.
“I would like to know why you didn’t attend the meeting on Friday.”
Perplexed, Brutch looked at her in disbelief. “Excuse me... Was there any staff meeting here last week?”
“Yes. Two days a
