Alfie sat at his desk, ledger open in front of him as he checked off names with a pencil.

"Name?" he grumbled.

"Billy Heath,"

"Billy Heath.. profession?" Alfie found his name on the ledger.

"Baker," with that, Alfie dropped a paper slip on the desk while an apron was thrown at Billy.

"Fill it out, fuck off." Alfie nodded to the door.

"Next lad!" he barked.

~

With all the new lads checked off the ledger, Alfie sat back in his chair, his half-moon shaped reading glasses perched on his nose, eyes closed. You entered his office, hoping to see him, he looked exhausted.

"And what can I do for you, turtle dove?" Alfie said, not even needing to open his eyes to recognise who had entered his office.