As the man entered, he moved past him to shut and lock the door. In a house of telepaths and invisible people, he would take what measures he could. He knew he could fight off mind probing, and no one wanted to go in Logan's head...so this would work.
Moving over to his seat, he looked to him as he rested in the chair. "Sadly, I have." He looked down, removing a file from the desk sliding it to him. It had in big letters X - F O R C E. Inside, if looked through, he would find different targets, battle plans, etc.
"Since I know Charles is looking for diplomacy, and the odds are against us..." He slid close to the desk, resting his elbows on the edge. "We need an offensive. If Charles won't do it, I will. I am talking black ops, Logan. We need people who are killers, can keep their mouth shut, and sneak around with you." He got to skip the bargaining, since Logan was already down before he even heard the plan.
"So, I gotta ask. Who do you think fits that bill?"