In the morning, Mr. Truman finished handling official business and returned to his office.
He sat there thinking for a while, then summoned people from the National Security Committee.
"Did Pence confess to anything?"
The Presidential Palace security chief from the National Security Committee brought over a report and handed it to him.
"He admitted that someone paid him to do it and gave us the name of a Broker..."
Mr. Truman frowned as he casually flipped through the fairly thin case file, then placed it back on the desk.
"Was this the first time he did something like this?" he asked.
However, he did not wait for the chief to answer. Instead, he answered himself. "No. There's no way this was the only time. If it had been his first time, he wouldn't have done it so effortlessly."
"There might even be others doing the same thing. The Presidential Palace sends out a great many documents every day. I can't read every single one or sign each one personally."
"There are bound to be loopholes in the process. Someone will exploit those procedural loopholes to tamper with things."
"I didn't know before that some people could be so bold. But now I do."
"Now that we know, investigate it. You and Internal Affairs will work together. I need a clean Presidential Palace, not a sieve riddled with holes!"
Mr. Truman was still extremely dissatisfied with the matter. To put it lightly, someone had been causing trouble by exploiting the Presidential Palace and his current authority right under his nose.
To put it more seriously, someone might have been exploiting procedural loopholes over a long period to steal the power in his hands! It was terrifying!
At the same time, he was reflecting on the matter.
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