Saladin's convoy slowly approached the main gates of the Sirius Software compound.
Word about the negotiations had reached the police forces, and they were slowly disengaging and corralling the more zealous supporters who were singing Monica's praises.
"And these people have the gall to call Libya uncivilized. Such a shameful display," muttered Saladin to himself.
The police and Secret Service finally cleared the crowds, and the Sirius Software main gates slid open, and the spike strips retracted.
"Most impressive," remarked Saladin as the convoy rolled into the compound.
Natasha and Olga greeted him with slight bows as he stepped out and surveyed the black base of the Sirius Software HQ skyscraper.
"Master Zakhrov is expecting you, Premier Saladin," said Natasha, opening the main door for him.
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