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The lab director rarely got those quick little memos, so when one started circling hr head, she snatched it out of the air with a very curious expression on her face. Charles Barlowe... Level Four. She didn't know a Charles Barlowe. That she could recall. Nevertheless, it was likely important, so Elinor stood from her desk and made her way to the reception area.
"Oh!" Elinor smiled at the spindly man, whom she immediately remembered as the man who had introduced himself after falling to the ground at the Ministry Orientation. "Mr. Barlowe, good to see you again." She reached out to shake his hand.
"Thank you, Ms. McClane," she nodded towards her coworker before turning her attention back to Mr. Barlowe.
"What can I do for you, sir?" Level Four only needed her every once in a blue moon. Usually it was the field people who went along, catching whatever was loose, apprehending owners of illegal animals. Of course, she couldn't remember specifically what it was Charles did for level four, but his intentions were likely to be revealed momentarily.
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