Twiddling with the bracelet Lena gave to him, Darian was lost in thoughts of his wife until the squelching sound of Jay's shoes against the floor interrupted his musings.

He looked up at him, his face quickly switching to a scowl. He wondered why he had to come into the living room now. He stopped touching the bracelet, focusing his attention on Jay.

"Is there something that I need to know?" He questioned, squinting his eyes.

"Here are the reports you demanded," Jay handed a file to Darian, bowing his head to his boss.

Darian snatched the file from Jay, flicking through the pages with swift moves. He halted and...