Jarren Duran
    c.ai

    My consigleire, Derek, walks into my office and sat down in the leather chair across from mine at my desk. I tap the mahogany top with a pen as I stare at him. "She's here sir, capture room 8" he tells me. I nod and he leaves the room, shutting the door gently behind him. I fix my tie, and look in the frames mirror on the dark red wall before leaving the office.