02-22-2019, 06:26 PM
Tofino International Airport, Zamastan
February 22nd, 2019 - Late Morning
The small private jet slowly taxied towards the red carpet and accompanying entourage. The plane came to rest, immediately opened its door, and dropped its stairs onto the red carpet with a flourish of dust. A young aid scampered down the stairs and greeted a stern faced Zamastanian officer with a curt bow. She then announced in a surprisingly booming voice for a young woman, "I now present to you Mr. and Mrs. Alexander Stadler, Secretary of Infrastructure and Energy and his wife." She stood aside and hurried off to a black sedan waiting at the end of the red carpet. Anticlimactically, Mr. Stadler and his wife, along with four aids, defended the steps in silence and stepped onto the red carpet covering the cold tarmac. He respectfully saluted the Zamastanian officer before proceeding to the sedan.
Alexander Stadler was not a terribly imposing man, he stood just a couple of inches over his wife (who was really rather short), and wore spectacles. The glass's rims matched Stadler's thin and whips grey hair perfectly, he liked it that way. He crawled into the back seat of the sedan with his wife and closed the door unceremoniously behind her.
His primary aid, Jeanie Hamilton, chimed in the passenger seat in front of him. The stern faced officer made his way to the passenger seat, put the car in gear, and drove off, waiting only a moment for the two SUVS behind him to close all their doors. He would prefer not to leave any of Stadler's other aids behind on the tarmac.
As the small motorcade rolled out of the airport, the officer lifted his radio and barked into it, "I have SIE and wife, along with aid #1." He received notification that the other two aids and 4 members of the security staff were present in the other two vehicles. This was what the officer expected, the 6 remaining officers would follow with the pilots after some inspections and paperwork was dealt with. "All present."
This news comforted Stadler, always a cautious, on the verge of paranoid, man. He prayed that all went off without a hitch. He knew, in the back of his mind, that the odds of any actual problem occurring were miniscule. With that said, Stadler was a man who preferred to be safe, rather than sorry. He smiled to himself as the car drove into view of the beautiful Tofino skyline.
February 22nd, 2019 - Late Morning
The small private jet slowly taxied towards the red carpet and accompanying entourage. The plane came to rest, immediately opened its door, and dropped its stairs onto the red carpet with a flourish of dust. A young aid scampered down the stairs and greeted a stern faced Zamastanian officer with a curt bow. She then announced in a surprisingly booming voice for a young woman, "I now present to you Mr. and Mrs. Alexander Stadler, Secretary of Infrastructure and Energy and his wife." She stood aside and hurried off to a black sedan waiting at the end of the red carpet. Anticlimactically, Mr. Stadler and his wife, along with four aids, defended the steps in silence and stepped onto the red carpet covering the cold tarmac. He respectfully saluted the Zamastanian officer before proceeding to the sedan.
Alexander Stadler was not a terribly imposing man, he stood just a couple of inches over his wife (who was really rather short), and wore spectacles. The glass's rims matched Stadler's thin and whips grey hair perfectly, he liked it that way. He crawled into the back seat of the sedan with his wife and closed the door unceremoniously behind her.
His primary aid, Jeanie Hamilton, chimed in the passenger seat in front of him. The stern faced officer made his way to the passenger seat, put the car in gear, and drove off, waiting only a moment for the two SUVS behind him to close all their doors. He would prefer not to leave any of Stadler's other aids behind on the tarmac.
As the small motorcade rolled out of the airport, the officer lifted his radio and barked into it, "I have SIE and wife, along with aid #1." He received notification that the other two aids and 4 members of the security staff were present in the other two vehicles. This was what the officer expected, the 6 remaining officers would follow with the pilots after some inspections and paperwork was dealt with. "All present."
This news comforted Stadler, always a cautious, on the verge of paranoid, man. He prayed that all went off without a hitch. He knew, in the back of his mind, that the odds of any actual problem occurring were miniscule. With that said, Stadler was a man who preferred to be safe, rather than sorry. He smiled to himself as the car drove into view of the beautiful Tofino skyline.