Nox. Underground.
There was Court, and the Commons, and there were the offices of Domain Officials. There was the coat room and the Weapon Bucket. There were also meeting rooms. And tonight, one of them was flagged for use by Ellis Meadows, Consultant to Sheriff Moretti. That was a thing Invictus did, fancy up the real world so you could dress it up as a title and claim it, even if you used it in your own mind. 7/10ths of power was convincing people you had it without exercising it, and 9/10ths of convincing people you had it was convincing yourself that you had it and everyone could see it, and if someone questioned it they were the ones at fault.
The Emperor might have no clothes, but he never stopped being an Emperor.
The door of Meeting Room A was open, and when someone walked down the stairs into Elysium, they would be able to see Ellis sitting in one of the chairs. Dressed in a slim suit, reading a newspaper, humming something tunelessly and waiting for Graham Finley. At his elbow, there was a digital recorder, currently not recording. He doubted that the interview would be a long one. It was a matter of seeing if Graham had the skills needed, filling him in on the situation, and if he was someone who could work with Ellis.
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