Mr Rogers was thoughtless, he wasn't himself anymore. Apart from the fact that he was sweating profusely he could feel his hands getting a bit shaky, no one in his sane mind will choose to have problems with the powerful people in this society.
Especially for someone like Mr Charles. He had witness his brutality when it came to getting his way. He knew the man was more than he looked even though his handsome face was deceiving. The man sitting in front of him was almost like the devil himself.
His palms were sweaty despite the air conditioner in the room, he could feel the tension between himself and the man sitting across him . Meanwhile the man seemed to be unmoved as he sat comfortably on his chair.
"Are this all your manager names?" Mr Charles asked going through the file of all the managers working in the hotel. Mr Rogers had given him everything including their various photos on the top file showing the faces of the managers as well.
