Tristian's POV
He was the only staff member that didn't refer to me as a "sir" and it suited me just fine. He was someone I had grown up with as a child, and we had had series of fun moments while I was growing up. I treated him as an uncle, someone I respected, someone I looked up to even though in reality I was his boss.
"I'm fine. I need your help actually. I wouldn't have been here by this time of the day."
"It's obvious, you can come in."
He laughed, opening the door for me to enter. His quarters were clean, and I admired him for that. His wife and his family were based in the United kingdom, and I knew that in a few years he was going to have to retire and join them soon there.
There was a huge desktop next to the bed, and I pointed at it, gesturing that that was the
