“Hey, Jimmy? Can I talk to you for a minute?” George Villiers asked.
Jim Watt, Chief Engineer of the Motilene Mines, looked up from his clipboard and flashed an agreeable smile. “Sure, George. What can I do you for?”
George worried the inside of his lip. “Could we go somewhere private? The control room, maybe?”
Jim nodded, but his affable smile shifted into a look of concern. “Is something wrong?” he asked, leading the way up the stairs.
“No,” George said. He rubbed the back of his neck nervously. “I just need to tell you something.”
Jim swiped his keycard to unlock the door and gestured for George to walk in first. George took the invitation and waited for the door to close behind Jim, shutting them off from the rest of the mine.
“What is it, George?” Jim asked.