"Do you have a moment to talk, Charles?" Joel asked, peeking his head inside the door after a quick knock on the door.
Joel had found Charles in a small office down the hall from Samuel"s office. Walking in, it was clear to see that this was Charles"s personal office. Everything was neatly in its place, and his desk was clear of any paperwork. There was no to-do pile sitting at this desk, but there were some interesting photographs on the shelves that Joel discreetly looked at. Charles was in each of the pictures, framed in the center of exotic backgrounds. Joel was pretty sure that the quiet personal assistant to Samuel Weston had led a fascinating life.
The older man stood up from behind his desk and walked forward, waving his arm to invite Joel into his office.
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