Major Channing was not pleased. This should have been a simple pickup, go to a medical facility and pickup a subject with anomalous results. He supposed that someone could comb through his record and check but he had done this dozens of times and it was a simple job, a private with aspirations to being a taxi driver kind of job. No the reason someone with his rank was sent was just in case he met up with problems or idiots. Today it looked like both.

The old Lady radiated fury that anyone would interfere in the running of her medical facility. Noting her name badge and wondering whether he would have to commit it to long term memory he started talking “Look Dr Wheeler your staffing issues are just that. Your staffing issues. Here is what is going to happen. You ARE going to produce Mr Moran Oxbridge. You ARE going to produce Dr’s Scott and Boilson. You ARE going to explain why they are not already here or at least producible within a period defined as reasonable by the courts” He glared at the lady waiting. The moments stretched out but finally it happened, she started to object “you just aren’t listeni..” His hand slammed on the table with a booming sound that startled everyone except for the young woman in a military uniform there as his aid.

She had seen him do this before and even groused behind his back after she had caught him practicing it one time. She also didn’t react when he stood up and in his best parade ground bellow “YOU WILL DO THIS BECAUSE IT IS YOUR DUTY. YOU WILL DO THIS BECAUSE IT IS A LEGAL REQUIREMENT. YOU WILL DO THIS BECAUSE IF YOU DO NOT THE FULL FORCE OF THE COMPLIANCE ACT WILL BE LEVIED UPON YOU. FINALLY, MOST IMPORTANTLY YOU WILL DO THIS BECAUSE I WILL MAKE YOU AND THIS INSTITUTION SUFFER A LIVING HELL UNLESS YOU DO AS I SAY AND DO IT NOW.” There was a pause where everybody sat back and just dealt with the shock, Channing waited a few seconds and then in a calm tone in marked contrast asked “is that clear? If it’s not or if you can’t meet your requirements that will be noted in my report”. Channing hated reports but he loved how ominous they sounded. Truthfully he wished his threats were more than bluster but there had never been a serious incident of non-compliance. The act was still only a few years old and had not been tested. A test case was not wanted as it would mean that a potentially valuable asset had not been found, precedence would be a poor consolation. Everybody, everybody wilted at this point and produced the reluctant recruit.

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Waiting expectantly he was shocked when instead of capitulating the old biddy glared back and then hissed “No I won’t be doing that. You can have Wendy and Marie, good luck to you but like I was saying you can’t have Mr Moran.” She raised her hand to forestall an interruption “not because I won’t, because I can’t. He buggered off.” Channing had always been taught the right tactic was to dominate any situation but he decided more information was perhaps in order

“Ok then. Explain”