"We have very different opinions on reasonable," Damien answered with a mild tone of irritation. It was right before the elevators opened onto the executive floor. Very few people were on this floor, it was connected to the lower floors by stairs alone and none of the other elevators came up this far.

Still, there were a few men up here, but Damien barely acknowledged them as he walked past to his office. A woman holding a tablet stood up from her desk, but he said "Not now, I haven't had breakfast," and waved her away. As if quite used to his quirks, she sighed and said, "Half hour, Mr. Moreau," and sat back down.