" Sorry to bother you" Roger Francis said with a slight grin as he peeked his head in. " Mr. Kincaide would like to see you for a few minutes before you leave".
Jack walked down the dimly lit hallway and noticed the overhead light was flickering. He stopped in front of the door that now said ' Glen Kincaide' and knocked.
" Come in".
He opened the door to reveal a dimly lit office that was now scantly furnished. He squinted his eyes as he noticed the only light that was on was a small lamp on the big wooden desk.
A small serious looking man, wearing a dark black suit, stood up and walked over. " Glen Kincaide" he said with a strange smile as he shook Jack's hand. " Please have a seat".
" Jack Dallas" he replied as he sat down and tried to adjust his eyes to the semi darkness.
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