Mathias took the folder and put it into his own folder, then into his briefcase, thanking George for his business. "Everything will work out fine. If I have any need of your assistance, I'll contact you. But I won't keep you any longer. Sorry for the inconvenience of today's meeting." He watched Victor leave the table and head for the bathroom, then after confirming that the meeting was over with, grabbed his briefcase, thanked George again and headed for the bathroom as well. He sighed slowly and went to the sink, splashing cold water on his face. He ran a hand through his hair, looking up at himself in the mirror.<br/><br/>He looked like shit. His eyes were dark from lack of sleep, he looked like he had gotten run over by a truck.<br/><br/>He headed back out, heading for the door to wait. He texted Victor, saying he would be waiting just next to the doors in the entrance way, whenever he was ready to go. He headed for that spot and just stood there, looking out at the street, where cars were now driving through steadily increasing amounts of rain. He sighed softly, pulling on the jacket he had taken off during the meeting.<br/><br/>Well, this would be interesting.<br/><br/>He texted Victor again.<span style="font-weight: bold">Raining. Hope you brought a coat.</span>