Alastor sat at his desk going through some files when Tim the leader of his personal security walked into his study.
The man reeked of blood and this made Alastor grimace.
"You should have washed off before coming in here."
"Apologies sir."
The man dropped the files to wave the guard forward.
"Did you find anything?"
"They don't know who sent them. All they know him as is the butler and nothing more."
"Did they say who the butler worked for?"
"They did not. They only said they would talk if they had pictures but since there are like a million butlers in the world it would take some time to…"
"Let them go," sighed the man.
"Sir?"
"Just let them go. It's a waste of time."
"But sir. They could have killed you."
"With what? Guns? Knives?"
Tim sighed, not having anything to say as his boss waved him to sit down.
