After a long, stressful meeting at the office, Mr Jackson...or Sir Michael, finally dismisses his men as they go back to their duties. Mr Jackson stacks up his papers in a neat pile and arranges his office in a tidy manner, before heading back to check some report files.

A knock immediately gathers up his attention as his eyes meet the brown wooden door before him.

"Come in." His soft, feathery voice calls out for the person behind the door to let themselves in.