Kurt burst into Kari's office, breathing heavily.
"What is it, Kurt?" Kari implied, sitting up at her desk. "You look like you had a brush with death."
He swallowed and spoke. "Senora, we're facing more contact with him than that." Kurt was a mess, sweat drenched his face and his suit was messed up as if he had sprinted the whole way to Kari's office.
"Don't just leave it there, go on." Kari rushed, impatiently.
"South America is about to be bombarded by Asian rockets. We can't help but figure we're next."
Kari felt her heart drop into her stomach. "Puta." She cursed. "Get Belen on the line, now!"
Five seconds later, the screen buzzed to life and a woman whom Kari did not recognize was there. "Senorita Lucero is not in her office at the moment, may I take a message?"
Kari cursed loudly. "Where is she? This is a life-and-death situation!"
The woman took on a more serious pose. "She is headed for America to speak to Drew. What's wrong?"
At that, Kari sighed. At least she won't be caught in the midst of it. She thought. "Where's your secretary of defense, or whatever you have over there?"
She raised her eyebrows. "Umm, why would you need to speak to him?"
"Because your nation is two hours away from getting bombarded by missiles."
That's when she immediately buckled in and connected Kari to the secretary of defense, an old, weathered man of hispanic discent. "Pleasure to see you, sir." Kari said.
"Kari Machiavelli." He crooned, smoking a cigar. "How may I help you?"
"I cannot talk long, Senor," Kari spoke, "But your country is now about two hours away from imminent destruction. All around your coastlines, Asia is getting ready to launch rockets. I suggest you advise your citizens to take shelter, and then line your navy up at the tip of Argentina. From there, you can get there in time to hopefully flank their unsuspecting ships, destroying their formation. Good luck."
The man sat there dumbfounded, and before he could speak, Kari shut off the monitor.
"Why'd you do that?" Kurt said, who had since the transmission, straightened out his suit. "Seems a tad rude, don't you think?"
"We have matters of our own to attend to." Kari said, sitting down at her desk. "Get our navy and send them down the mediterranean to launch an attack on western Asia."
Kurt nodded and started to walk out the door. Two seconds later, he popped his head back in. "What are you going to do?"
"I'm getting Africa on the line." Kari said. "We've got a lot to talk about."