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Orchardside House was 10 miles away from Chìochanal City it was President Ruairidh Maclellan personal residence, it was in middle of a apple orchard, the apples collected were sent to a local factory but some are left aside for Ruairidh since he like to home brew cider and beer. A privilege only he and his inner circle had since outside religious service alcohol was banned. With the church being they only producer and seller of it even it was cheap tonic wine.
Being a spring Sunday afternoon he was having afternoon tea in his garden, he spent most of his time now within the house and its grounds due to losing his dear wife three years. Rarely leaving only to visit the city for his monthly meetings with the Advisory Committees. He left running of the day to day government business to Cathal Allanach the First Secretary.
Allanach was here for his weekly meeting, Ruairidh was too busy watching the workers picking on the orchards and eating cake to notice Allanach had arrived.
"Excuse me, Mr President First Secretary Cathal Allanach has arrived sir." the Chief Usher said he was standing behind him.
Ruairidh snapped out his day dreaming and then put his right hand in there to signal the Chief Usher to dismiss himself. Allanach sat down to join him.
Allanach was a man of small built, he worn glasses and had a bald pitch slowly growing on his head.
"Tea?" Ruairidh asked him while passing over a cup to his side of the table, he nodded.
Ruairidh poured him some tea then putting in a dash of milk and two sugars, he took a sip and pull out his diary to cross out their meeting. It was routine now.
"So Allanach any news from the Council?" Ruairidh said but had to pause for a second to let out a dry cough.
"I hate this dam cough." He said getting a napkin to cover his mouth.
"Still the same sir by the looks like, same as your cough as well." Allanach replied then had another sip.
"This thing is a nightmare I hate it, I haven't been able to get rid of it in weeks, anyway answer the question any news?"
Ruairidh asked again, he may be old but he knew that Allanach had a habit of changing subjects to keep things away from him
"Nothing much just talking to the Public Safety Minister on his preparation for the trouble we have in June, the Federal Militsiya has already have informants in at least ten different reactionary groups. It is ready to carry out raid whenever you order for it."
Allanach told him, even through the Presidency Office had not much power to deal with domestic issues. It became custom to discuss and seek permission from the President for any major operation.
"It is that time of year where the hippies and the perverts come out already?" Ruairidh asked, one of the greatest pain in his backside was the"Spirit of 69" groups.
"Yes unfortunately sir it is, sadly Militsiya intelligence suggest that it be bigger than last year, with some of their reports suggest three times the size." Allanach said he could see that Ruairidh was getting worked up, he tried to say something to calm him down before he ranted.
"Those dirty homos and child killers, they are like cockroaches you think you killed them but..." Ruairidh rant was cut short when he start to cough again this time it develop to a nasty wet one. Some of the spit went on Allanach face, he wiped it off and spoke.
"Sir, please before you hurt yourself, don't worry I have spoken to both the Defence Minister & Public Safety Minister, we have the PNDT on stand by in case...." Before he could finish Ruairidh interpreted him.
"No you listen here, these people are disgrace to god, spreading disease and wanting to kill the unborn. I want PNDT on the streets alongside the Federal Militsiya. They must learn what happens when you turn your back on god's words.
Allanach just said nothing just nodded he learnt it was best thing to do during his rants.
"Yes sir I will speak to the Defence Minister right now." He said to keep Ruairidh wrath away