"If I wanted Elise Kadison, you can trust that I'll be in the clinic rather than the coffee lounge," said Charls who raised his brows to emphasize his point that he knew who he was talking to, thank you very much.
Eleanor Kadison was actually another reason why Charls had decided to come in that day. Her laptop was finally ready to be released, customized according to Syndicate standards and it had fallen on his shoulders to ensure that everything was in order. With his rank and the simplicity of the job, no one would have batted an eyelash if he'd passed it onto someone else. Charls, though, was not in the habit of doing that. His pride made it so.
"Well, if you're done, we best get moving, then." So Charls turned and started walking towards the door.