Suspicion arising

It was a bright and sunny Wednesday afternoon.

Adrian Lewis was settled in his office, seated comfortably behind his large mahogany desk at the center of the room. His hand practically navigated the mouse control as he scrolled the computer before him, reviewing the mid-year estimated sales book of his company.

He exhaled exasperatedly, realizing business wasn't as good as it used to be. He couldn't help but wish RosArts had agreed to partner with them, maybe things would have been different then. His current executives weren't contributing much profits or benefits to the company, and it plagued Adrian as he couldn't bring himself to fire them. It wasn't their fault, after all.

Pushing his thoughts aside, he continued his routine.

As Adrian continued scrolling for a while, a gentle knock on his door disrupted his concentration. He paused, pressing the response button with his eyes darting to the entrance to see who it was.

The door swung open, revealing a man dressed in a plush navy