7

*Thales POV*

I tapped my fingers impatiently against the top of my mahogany desk. I should be using the time to look over my accounts and schedule for the upcoming week, but I was still waiting for Louis to return with news. For a human, he was pretty decent at gathering information. Most of the people who worked for me were human, there were not many of my kind left.

A firm knock on my office door alerted me to someone’s’ presence.

“Come,” I called out, my tone commanding.

The heavy door was pushed open, and the man I had been waiting for entered. Louis didn’t look like much. He was short and was starting to lose his hair. It made him look a lot older than his 40 years. However, despite his apparent willowy frame, he could definitely handle himself. Not that he could overpower me, but then, what human could?

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