Welcome Back to your post, Elliot.

"I'm going to catch her, but I can only do so if you let me get out of here to do my job. I am not a traitor and if treason is upholding the Interpol's mission and purpose, then I'm guilty as charged."

A moment of silence descended in the empty conference hall as if considering Elliot's remarks. The man had been confined here since he crashed his own funeral, going through a series of interrogations. And all the purpose of the investigation was to find out where he was all the time he disappeared. 

Elliot's lips opened again, knowing he was close to getting his position back. But before he could say anything, the door suddenly flung open.

"President!" a man panicked, rushing inside the conference room and straight to Elliot. "We sighted the Reapers headed in here. We sent out most of our manpower to the 11th District."