But still Smith looked at Adam with worry etched on his young face. He had accepted the plan.
He had understood the vision. But the practicalities of it were still daunting.
"But Director," he asked his voice a little hesitant. "Do we even have that much money? The numbers we are talking about are huge."
After hearing this Adam closed his eyes. He leaned his back against the luxurious support of his director's chair. "I have already told you all," he said his voice calm and firm.
"The worry of money is mine. You just have to complete the target that you have been given. Execute the plan. That is your only job."
Hearing this Smith looked at Andrew. He was looking for some reassurance. Some confirmation that this was not all a crazy dream. Andrew finally let out a deep sigh. He looked at Smith and then at Adam.
"Smith do as the director is saying," he said his voice now also firm. He had chosen his side. He had chosen to believe.
