The files I had been working on a few days before were laid out in front of me in no time. I was going to make my report to Oh soon but it wouldn't hurt to sort out some information about the victims.
I picked up my phone and called our shared receptionist secretary Gloria, "Hey, it's Elina. Could you send up three junior assistants to me, anyone not doing anything important."
"Will do." Her no nonsense voice replied and I dropped the old school telephone.
Already separating the files into four piles. I was nearly done with the piles when three assistants arrived my door. Two females and a male. The male was very pale with bright auburn hair he kept closely shorn in that human military style Aden, he I recognized. The other two were unfamiliar.
"Hi, Elina," he greeted, coming in first after I had waved them in.
