Chapter fifty-eight

Alex pov

He was on the phone having his usual office break at the top of the building. 

After dumping the edge of the cigar, it wasn't lit anymore.

He strolled back down the building where his other office worker ran in pace or chatted as they went to the bathroom.

Some group of women passed by throwing him flirtatious looks. He passed by without a glance back at them. It was another day of work and it seemed to be more of a bore than usual.

New Intel's were coming today, and he had to interview them.

He sat at the desk table. People came in, some were prepared, some not.  It was starting to get annoying watching the humans over and over again. It became predictable what would happen.

A small-framed girl entered, from the look of her darting eyes and shrivelled hands. She was not prepared and nervous as hell.