Neuvillette had stayed to work overtime in his office, after all with all the recent smuggling and kidnapping cases he had A lot to get through. Even for someone who works at his speed

He sighs as he signs yet another document. His office quiet. Not even the sound of chatting outside his office from the maison gardianage.

He glances back down at his paper the only sound in the room his breathing and the grandfather clock ticking away. The sun no longer shining in his office as it has long since set, the room lit by the candles and lamps.