About 30 minutes to the end of my lecture, the doors swung open and a unit of uniformed men walked into the room.
I had a little bit of deja vu.
This time around, I counted 10 men.
They, just like Major Azu, were impeccably dressed.
The men separated into two groups, five on each side, and stood at attention with their hands raised in a salute.
A few moments later, an older gentleman walked in and the rest of the hall stood up to salute him.
He was also wearing a uniform, but his was a darker shade of green and his chest pocket was adorned with pins, badges and stripes.
This was definitely my special guest and visitor.
He walked into the hall with measured steps, no rush.
He moved like he owned the room, and technically, he did.
He made his way down the stairs in the middle of the room, and his men followed closely behind him.
Each of them had a pistol attached to their hip.
Even though I didn't have a reason to be nervous, I still felt a little nervous.
I did.
This was the guy at the top, okay? This was the alpha at the top of the food chain.
I had every right to feel a little nervous.
My eyes, for whatever reason, found Major Azuz, and he gave me a brief smile as if to say, Relax, Dr. K.
You have this in the bag.
As the special guest got close to the podium, I could make out four stars on his chest pocket.
He was a general.
Oh my, I straightened my back and saluted him, holding the pose until he was directly in front of me.
I have heard so much about you.
He greeted me with a straight face, but his voice was deep and gentle, like the voice a father figure would use with their little one.
Good morning, sir.
About 30 minutes to the end of my lecture, the doors swung open and a unit of uniformed men walked into the room.
I had a little bit of deja vu.
This time around, I counted 10 men.
They, just like Major Azu, were impeccably dressed.
The men separated into two groups, five on each side, and stood at attention with their hands raised in a salute.
A few moments later, an older gentleman walked in and the rest of the hall stood up to salute him.
He was also wearing a uniform, but his was a darker shade of green and his chest pocket was adorned with pins, badges and stripes.
This was definitely my special guest and visitor.
He walked into the hall with measured steps, no rush.
He moved like he owned the room, and technically, he did.
He made his way down the stairs in the middle of the room, and his men followed closely behind him.
Each of them had a pistol attached to their hip.
Even though I didn't have a reason to be nervous, I still felt a little nervous.
I did.
This was the guy at the top, okay? This was the alpha at the top of the food chain.
I had every right to feel a little nervous.
My eyes, for whatever reason, found Major Azuz, and he gave me a brief smile as if to say, Relax, Dr. K.
You have this in the bag.
As the special guest got close to the podium, I could make out four stars on his chest pocket.
He was a general.
Oh my, I straightened my back and saluted him, holding the pose until he was directly in front of me.
I have heard so much about you.
He greeted me with a straight face, but his voice was deep and gentle, like the voice a father figure would use with their little one.
Good morning, sir.
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