Detective Inspector Blyde Dember walked into the medium space office. The lighted room was much warmer than the outside, that he could feel soon as he entered. The room was an exquisite type, showcasing an higher power at work.
A sort of shelf — made specifically for keeping books but instead was filled up with awards — was atop one cornered spot which was beside the pictures of the president of the Border States and the governor of San Angels.
Seated behind the desk was his superior, the superintendent of the district department, Frederick Doug. The man with the musky beards looked up at him as soon as he got in front of the desk filled with office necessities. He gave a brief salute to the man and received a nod in return.
"You sent for me, sir?" he said politely to his superior.