The Vatican
A ngelo Cardone was on his way out to meet the people when the phone call came.
“It’s for you,” the man in black said, handing the phone over to Angelo.
“Who is it?” Angelo said.
“It’s me.”
Angelo shrugged and said nothing.
“Are you ready?” the voice said.
“Been ready all day,” Angelo said proudly. “Did you see how I brainwashed the world?”
“I did. I’m not impressed. It’s your job.”
“Then why call now if you’re not impressed?”
“You’re my Plan B. I need you to execute the plan we agreed upon.”
“The only plan that’s been in preparation for two hundred years.” Angelo smirked.
“That’s it,” the voice said. “Be careful. It has to work.”
“It will. I pretty much like being a pope. Tons of fun, Mr. Jay.”
Mr. Jay said only one thing before he hung up. “The War has begun.”