Unexpected Discovery

Idrus's personal assistant's voice crackled through the intercom, interrupting his concentration. Startled, he glanced away from the file on his computer and slowly adjusted his sleeves. 

"Sir, you have your 3 o'clock meeting right now," she informed him. 

Idrus sighed, feeling a wave of frustration wash over him. "I thought I asked you to cancel my three o'clock meeting for today, Savannah," he replied, sinking back into his chair. He absentmindedly ran his hand through his hair as he gazed out of his office window, taking in the bustling cityscape of New York below. 

Savannah's voice trembled slightly as she apologized, "I'm sorry about that, sir. Should I call and cancel it?" 

Idrus shook his head, realizing that she couldn't see his gesture through the intercom. He glanced down at the device and replied, "No need, Savannah. I'll handle it myself."