“Sybil, Can you please come here.”
Radagast calls over the intercom.
“Of course.”
She replies, walking into his office a minute later, notebook in her hand.
“Sybil, you do realize that I check all recordings of what happens in and around the offices.”
He looks at her body language.
“Yes sir, of course, I do. It is important to keep track of all the staff and what they do.”
He studies her expression. A split second of fear running across her face before returning to her business-like expression.
“My fiancée in the meantime caught staff not doing their jobs even with the extensive security measures we have in the castle. Did you know that?”
“Yes sir. I helped with the preparation of the files and setting up the times for the meetings.”
She nods without emotion.
“Then why would I f
