"Good, you came. A bit later than I was hoping but that doesn't matter. Shut the door behind you, we need to have a chat."

The man's demeanor was a firm one. He didn't look up from his briefings once, sorting through the files and the papers on his desk, finally pulling what seemed to be the correct one. Setting it on top, he steepled his fingers and looked up at the contractor before him, eyes narrowed, chewing on the inside of his cheek, patiently waiting.