Charles sat back in the chair, closing his eyes as he enjoyed the taste of what he just ate. He was sitting outside on a balcony, the wind in the air was cool a pleasant gift with this warm weather.

He heard the chair across from him grind against the floor as it's occupant stood up and left the table. Opening his eyes he looked over to see Chole standing at the balcony and staring out at the city.

"Should I tell me boys to get that shipment moved before tonight?"

Chole sighed and looked down at her lovely city. Her mind wasn't on the business at hand as much as it should have been and she narrowed her eyes when she was brought back to it by the havocbreaker behind her. Where did Roche find these people?
She closed her eyes wearily and addressed him.

"My dear Charles, do forgive me, but was that not what you were hired for?" She paused a moment, enjoying the breeze as well. "Three days ago."

"And do you not feel that three days ago is when you should have told your boys to, as you say, ship out?" Her voice was sugar sweet as she spoke, as if she enjoyed nothing more than conversing with him.

His eyes opened up as he frowned, looking at Chole's back.

"Three days ago? But you sent out an order to put a hold on it until you gave us the go ahead. I'm just following orders here. If you had changed your mind you should've said something."

"Now that is strange, why would I give such an order?" She put her hand to her face as if she was thinking hard about it. "Is it possible the order didn't come directly from me? Is it possible you could be mistaken about being the recipient of such an order?"

Three options came to her mind right away. Either he was covering up some fault of his or his men, was tricked by a Chwan some how, or was working with them. In any case that branded the man a complete idiot in her mind. She really needed to talk with Roche about these people he was associating with. She would be kind, this once, she decided, and ask her friend before tossing his minions over balconies.