"Proceed with the hearing and see that all evidence is presented before the jury. We must follow protocol to the letter in this matter."
Ewen nodded crisply. "Understood, Minister. I'll oversee the preparations personally." With that, he turned and left the office, the door closing softly behind him.
No sooner had Ewen departed than another figure entered the minister's sanctum. Veronica, a young woman with an air of determination about her, strode into the room. Her robes, adorned with the insignia of a high-ranking ministry official, rustled as she approached the desk.
"Minister Sherrington," she began, her voice steady despite the tension evident in her posture, "can I talk to you for a minute?"
The minister, still engrossed in his paperwork, barely glanced up at her. His voice was distracted, almost dismissive. "If it's about that boy, then no."