by Dave Wainio The late morning sun was working its way into the bright sky promising another warm spring day for Suomi. Hot, cold, or in between – it really didn’t matter much to the man sitting in the leather chair behind the large wooden desk at the moment. Even if he had been of a mind to notice the weather the building’s HVAC unit would be keeping the environment at shirt sleeve temperatures either way. At the moment minor concerns like the weather or the temperature in his office didn’t even register on his consciousness. “Important huh? By all means, send him in.” Sisu. Woods just nodded.