‘Crap,’ he thought to himself. He had already been prepared for his presence to immediately make things worse, but if things had already gone to hell, then that meant the day was only going to get magnitudes worse. He paused just before the door and took a breath, a hundred or more scenarios playing across his head all at once as he considered every possibility. He was not in the mood for another political shit storm, but he braced himself and nodded to the guards. They moved and pushed open the door and—