Back at Van Empire...
The sky outside had already turned dark by the time Alester decided to call it a day, but a sharp knock at the door interrupted him.
"Come in," he called out.
James stepped inside, followed closely by Nigel.
Alester eyed the black folder in Nigel's hand and raised an eyebrow. "I see you are determined to keep me trapped at my desk tonight, Nigel."
Nigel scratched his cheek with a sheepish smile. "This is the final document for your review, sir. It is a report submitted by Mr. Ross."
Alester gave a slight nod, prompting Nigel to step forward and place the folder on his desk.
Alester opened the file to examine the contents, but as he read, a slight frown creased his forehead.
Both Nigel and James noticed his reaction, and James asked, "Is there a problem, sir?"
"Not a problem, exactly..." Alester murmured, skimming through more of the pages. "This detailed style of reporting... hmm."
