Maximilian frowned as he heard those words spoken.
We have a problem…
They were not all that rare in his field of work. But when they occurred it was never a simple solution.
He sat there still, as he calmly and coldly prepared himself for the worst possible outcome.
"What happened?"
Annemarie sighed and shook her head.
"I'm losing control of them… Pierre, and the others I mean…. They want to meet the son of de Gaulle in person. But you and I both know that he's sitting at the bottom of the Mediterranean with the rest of the Courbet and its crew."
Maximilian sat back in his seat and nodded his head in silence. Clearly contemplating how to proceed with this information.
If Annemarie was bringing this to his attention, then it wasn't as simple as a request for a meetup with the Philippe de Gaulle, it was clearly a demand.
