Miguel stood outside the Villa, close to the landing pad. With him were detachment of Brotherhood troops from the nearby garrison. Miguel had been informed that his honored guests would be arriving shortly. Everything was in order, food, rooms and other assorted items had been well orginized by his vallet. The old man wondered if El Presidente would be making an appearence. It had been some time since he had seen his young mentee. Everything was ready, now he just had to wait.