UK embassy, Paris
Kenneth Brown, head of security for UK embassy
I watched him disappear into the crowd. Grasping the phone with a grip that could strangle an ape I called the security near by and tolled them there is a threat approaching the ambassador from the main entrance. It was to late though he had already produced a small container from his jacket and poured it into the ambassador's drink. I cursed and ran down the stairs as I spoke into the walky-talky "Get the man in the green jacket." He was already making his way to the exit when the ambassidor picked up his drink. A black car pulled up outside as the man approched the sidewalk the door opened and he got in. I spun around and started at ambassidor as took a sip of his drink, he twiched and fell. someone in the crowd screamed. Guards rushed in from everywhere as the panic became more intence. This wasn't going to end well.