-- At the Agency Headquarters --
A tall man, dressed in a grey suit, with a faint smell of cigars on him, took a private elevator to the highest floor of a discretely located building.
He was lost in thought, a small smile playing on his lips.
As the elevator doors opened, a thin, serious-looking man was waiting for him. The man was about his own age. He was the big boss' right hand man.
In front of everyone else, they were master and servant. But privately, they were old friends and colleagues.
"You're back." the thin man, commented, his face as stiff as ever.
"And you're here to welcome me, 'senior'?" he teased, in return.
Only Senior was able to see this side of the big boss of the Agency, the man who was not know by many, but feared by everybody.
They had been on somewhat of an undercover mission, but the big boss had returned to the Agency a day later than Senior.