With Ethan exiting the office, Davis took a deep breath, bracing himself to face the day's work when his phone, which he had placed on the desk, buzzed.
He glanced lightly at the screen, and with the familiar name "Grand Father" flashing on the screen.
He dropped everything he was doing to pick up the call.
"Grandpa," he greeted, his voice respectful and laced with a tinge of both amusement and anticipation.
"Davis," Elliot called, his voice somber and weary.
Davis paused lightly. It seemed the purpose of his calling this time wasn't simple.
"What is the problem?" he asked while he paid attention to the flickering of emotions he felt from him across the phone.
Elliot sighed. "I have looked into the matter you asked me to," he started.
Davis stood up from his chair and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window, his gaze taking in the scenery of the city and its towering buildings.
"What did you find?" he asked.
