Blair and Migzer approached the massive glass table that was at the center of the room, its gleaming surface reflecting the ambient light from the futuristic LEDs above. As they settled into their seats, Blair's eyes wandered momentarily, taking in the marvels of the lab that surrounded them.
Migzer's voice suddenly cut through the air. "So, what's on the agenda today, Old Ron?" he asked, his gaze fixed on the elderly figure standing beside the massive screen.
The old man's voice carried weight. "Well, you'll be taking on an investigation case," he announced, his tone calm yet commanding.
Migzer's eyebrows furrowed slightly, a small indication of his interest piqued. "Seems this case must be a big deal if I was called in for it," he mumbled, leaning forward expectantly. "So, what are we looking at?"
