Nicholas Cranston had a dilemma. Having recently been elected President of the United States, the Camarilla leader did not have as much time available to deal with the squabbles in the world of Kindred. What was happening, he though, could not have come at a worse time. Every possible sign that the world was facing Gehenna, the End Times, was appearing. Thin Bloods were becoming both increasingly common, and starting to rebel against their rightful Kindred rulers. Gehenna cults were attracting more and more members to their ranks, slowly draining the Camarilla of their resources. The Catholic Shadow Inquisition, a sect of monster hunters once thought to have been dissolved, had been confirmed as having been fully reformed and on the prowl. And to top it all off, Cranston's personal advisor and Vice President, Nathaniel LaChance, had gone missing. Luckily no one in DC had disbelieved Cranston's story about him being severely ill and forced to stay at home. Cranston knew he needed to do something, and fast, before the seeming collapse of everything he knew occurred. Picking up his phone, he went about calling in every favor he could, assembling a private meeting of top Camarilla agents, advisors, and independent Kindred-for-hire.