Angels brandishing riding crops. That was new. But very exciting. He felt aroused just looking at them."Please," said the Lady. "Come and sit down, yo...u look very tired from the journey. You need sustenance and comfort." Yes. Yes I do," he replied. Putting the sword down finally, the sword which had never even made the Lady blink, he sat on the exquisite armchair by the window. He slouched back in the chair and let out a deep breath. The women emerged entirely now from the dressing room, and he. Mr. James came over to Christian as he was cleaning up his area. ‘Well, are you ready to see your new office, Christian?’ Mr. James asked smiling. ‘Yes sir I am as ready as ever,’ Christian responded picking up his box. ‘Then follow me.’ Mr. James walked down to the elevators and pressed it to go up. Once it arrived, he and Christian climbed on and went from the 15th floor to the 24th. When they stepped off, they went left and around the corner. This floor was filled with nothing but large. She immediately regretted saying it as it made her sound like a schoolgirl. She had heard the whispers of the odd new trainee saying she was too young for such a serious job. Mostly, they stopped complaining when they heard how good she was. Mostly. Still, she found people talking about her age more than irritating and made a lot of effort to at least appear like she was the same age as everyone else. She went inside Mr Strachans office and sat down in front of his desk. It was huge even. "Mr. Bennet," Veronica began slowly, taking her time to make sure she said this right. "What happens if I see something going on between two employees of this company that isn't... moral?" You mean illegal?" I mean immoral."She knew she had his attention now. He pushed away the papers and leaned back in the brown leather swivel chair."Who are we talking about?" Well, Karl," she said, daring to use his first name, "one of the parties is Mary Ellen. I think you know who the other is." What is.