After Carla had successfully made sure no one had seen her. She headed for Nolan's office as she had originally come to see him.

She couldn't but admire him as he sat behind his mighty table, working like his whole life depended on it. He was definitely a workaholic.

"Hey Nolan, what's up…" she waved, walking closer to him.

He looked up from his work and to see who it was.

 "Hey, Carla." He said, focusing his attention back on his work.

"What's up?" His tone ...