DING!
Just as the elevator doors were about to close, a hand shot between them, forcing them to open again. Atlas snapped his eyes toward the person on the other side. It was Dean.
Dean offered a brief smile before stepping into the elevator. "I hope you don't mind me riding with you."
As expected, Atlas didn't respond. He remained motionless, his gaze fixed forward, while Dean casually glanced at him. Shrugging, Dean didn't expect much of a response anyway.
"It seems you have plenty of free time nowadays, Director Dean."
Much to Dean's surprise, Atlas spoke after only a few seconds of silence. That was new.
"I don't have plenty of free time, Mr. Bennet. I simply know how to do my job efficiently," Dean replied, his tone both knowing and proud. "That way, I always have extra time for important matters."
