"Planetary Governor Augulant, Planetary Governor Augulant," screamed Governor's Senior comms operator Van Der Flint as he ran down the hall.

   Mord Van Der Flint and his family has been serving the Planetary Governor and his family for centuries. Mord has known Corvin Augulant since they were kids and have been friends since then. While Corvin left for to the PDF, Mord went into the family business. Eventually Corvin took over as Planetary Governor and saw his old friend, Mord, he promoted him to Senior Comms operator. While Corvin was athletic build, Mord was heavier set, with glasses, dressed in a blue tunic and slacks. 

  "Yes Senior Comms Operator Van Der Flint," responded Governor Augulant as Mord Van Der Flint ran in to the meeting room.

  "Marshal Dylon's and his Vigilant Squad have been attacked, twice, sir," said Van Der Flint, huffing as he tried to catch his breath. 

   "Earlier today while meeting with Father Olaf they were attacked and while they were heading here, they were attacked again," Van Der Flint continued. 

   "Causalities," asked Governor Augulant

   "Marshal Dylon, broken arm and a few minor wounds. Others just superficial wounds. No fatalities. Father Olaf is ok just shaken up in a hive hospital, with Enforcers watching him. But," replied Van Der Flint.

   "Reeta is going to lose it.  Mord," interrupted Governor Augulant.

   "Reeta is going to lose, what, Corvin? Hello Mord," responded Deputy Governor Reeta Nirom as she walked into the meeting room. 

   "Hello, Deputy Governor Nirom. Marshal Dylon's Vigilant Squad has been ambushed earlier today. No fatalities, minor casualties. Then they were attacked on the street as they were coming to the Governor's Palace. And then we lost comms, " said Van Der Flint.

   "Told you, Corvin, bad feeling," Reeta said as she poured a glass of water for Mord and gestured for him to sit down.

   "Thank you, Reeta," Van Der Flint said.

    "Wait, did you say we lost contact, with the Marshal Dylon, and his Vigilant Squad," asked Governor Augulant.

     "No, I said, we lost comms. City wide. No Vox Traffic at all," replied Van Der Flint.

    "How? There are redundancies in place. What is going on here. Peace for so many years under my families direction. And now someone is outright attacking the Adeptus Arbites, disabling the planets communication. What is next, the hive itself, the Administrative district, the palace. What?  Am I going to have to release the Adeptus Arbites into the underhive with the Enforcers to see who would be so brazen. Am I going to have to declare Martial Law.  I am not going to let some little thugs ruin my family record. Utter Chaos,"  Governor Augulant said his anger rising.

   "You are lucky, Governor Corvin Augulant. You do not know anything about Chaos. If Marshal Mat Dylon was not so level headed, he could burn your entire Underhive to the ground, arrest all the ruling class, execute those that refused, and he would be justified." said the robed newcomer, as he walked into the meeting room.

    "Marshal Dylon is servant of the God- Emperor of Mankind, not your servant. Your Local Enforcers are just as pompous as you. They crack the skulls of innocent civilians faster than those of the "gangs" they encounter,"  continued the robed figure with a growl in his voice.

    "The fights and battles, your planet have faced are small in comparison, what is actually happening and that you are not aware of. Your family ruled this planet. You rule this planet, yet you do not see the big picture. I honestly, I feel that you barely see past your "Palace". The Imperium is more than your rule over this planet. Your next plan, Governor,  is who are you going to assign to protect the Palace. Deputy Governor Reeta Norim of the Khymara Mobile Cavalry, will say one of the Khymara Mobile Cavalry units, I believe it to be  4-7 "The Stags". That is not the right decision. Not even close. Corruption runs afoul in that unit, Colonel or Deputy Governor Norim.  Are you involved in the corruption? Or are you blind and do not see it," the robed man, said as black clad Soldiers with skulls painted on their face masks entered the room, weapons drawn.