Today was a day with a bit of cold wind, with the sky sporting clouds that were neither white nor dark, looking somewhat grayish. Even the sun that usually rose on the expanse of metals, synthetic materials, and concrete, looked a little shy, as the temperature tended to be cool. But no matter what, the world was still going at its pace, a pace that was quite fast for some, as they ran around looking to earn their meal for the day.
Still, just as some were struggling below, others were at ease in their offices close to the clouds in high-rise buildings, the atmosphere controlled to remain comfortable. And that was not the only thing that was making Connel feel comfortable at the moment.
In the wide office decorated with a refined, modern taste, the man was smiling behind his desk, his smile less elegant and more victorious, and also a little villainous. But he didn't care, as he focused on the subordinate before him.
