'Mr O' Connor? But what is he doing here at this time? He has a meeting to att-'
Before he could finish contemplating, a realization struck Konrad.
'Kara sent him here. So this was the help that she was talking about. F*cking unnecessary. Why in the hell should I deal with this tarnation?'
No matter how frustrated he became, Konrad rarely cussed, even within his thoughts. However, the situation was turning out worse and worse as the moments passed by uneventfully for him. Regardless of how confident he was in maintaining his composure, if he didn't have a medium where he could let his frustrations out, there would come a time when he wouldn't be able to hold himself back from having an outburst.