Dragging Your Feet

"Good, have a seat." Newark said clearly glad it was the two of them entering and not someone else. They moved over and sat down and he let out a sigh.

"We have a serious problem, especially after the attack." Newark said. "Tomorrow is the national conference, and the governor has demanded an update about our progress and what happened. Seeing several people are claiming to have seen demons and angels fighting. Easy enough to dismiss."

"But?" Conner asked.

"But I had to spend four hours on a conference call with him and several others in higher positions. Including our own about what has been going on here. What we are dealing with, and we don't know. That's the fact, they are sending more agents here. A few that have dealt with black level entities most of their career."  Nova raised an eyebrow.