<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">Lucian put the latest report back in the box after he was done, getting up and pacing. This...this was infuriating. He had worked directly with some of the departments undermined by this asshole, and according to this is had lost good people their lives. He was seething inside, even after trying to calm down. When he felt someone approach the door he went over and opened it, hearing the wood creak as he fought to control his strength in his anger. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">“What….Oh...Hey Al….Ayla?”</span> He half asked and realized in that moment what his emotions were probably doing over the link. </span>