What in the name of Merlin's full muttonchops had Gavin been thinking when he had selected this place? Granted, safe locations for magical groups were few and far between, but... but there were holes in the wall of his office! Albert had started to unpack the pictures of his sons and daughter and grandchildren and then immediately packed them up again. They couldn't be in that room.
Now Albert was searching for the conference room, in hopes of speaking with the staff. He had a new PA, someone he hoped would work closely with Mr. Neves, as well as a new Media Liaison and Advisor. Plenty of staff to greet... and then Albert stepped into the room itself.
He glanced around once, blanched considerably, and retreated back to the hallway. "Mr. Isaacs!"
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