A Visitor

Gabe sat in his new office and sighed as he worked through the mountain load of files. Someone had tried to maintain things in order but it seemed they too had fallen short. At least this person's effort was to be applauded or else his life would have been even more difficult. 

He glared at his cell phone that was ringing and declined the call for the nth time! One more time! If Ian called him one more time, he was going to make sure that he punched the man the next time he met him. What had he said? You need to lessen yuor workload! You've become a workaholic...! Lessen his workload, his a**! Never had his files ever been so disorderly.

A knock on his door had him look up in relief as Jack entered, followed by the man who had been here when he had first arrived. He smiled," Mr Norman. Have a seat."

The older man nodded and sat ramrod straight across from him. Gabe raised an eyebrow. Did he detect a hint of hostility from the man's gaze?