Within moments staff including Boris had cleared the table, its barren polished surface gave it the look of something untouched by the hands of man.


    “Alright, impress me.”


    Nova aka Mrs. Beyla looked to be chiseled from the same marble as her throne, her stony fetures watching me iridescent eyes granting me a moment of her precious time.


    “Mrs. Beyla if you don''t mind my asking how long did it take to find a suitable fit for the position Boris now occupies.”


    A meniscal rise of her sharp eyebrow was the only insite i was given before she spoke. “It took us about eight months to find him and another six to vet and make all the necessary preparations.”


    Setting my briefcase on the table I popped its laches, pulled a manilla envelope out and slid it to her “That sounds like quite a hassle, and one that is not unique to you.”


    Boris was at her side checking the envelope before he pulled the papers he did a unessicarly long check and handed them neatly to Mrs.Belya.


    “In fact if you would look over the first page in that bundle you will see a pair of bar graphs showing the amount of time on the blue and amount spent on the green; The three columns in each represent successful hires, failure to hire, and those who ended up hiring the wrong candidate respectably.”


    Before Alexander even agreed to our current arrangement I had a colleague from Sumits R and D department gather the necessary data for me to compile for this exact pitch.


    “As you can see there is on average seventy two hundred hours and one point two billion dollars placed into failed hires alone in North America alone.”


    Nova sat in her throne her skin changing with a slow deliberate rhythm


    “And you can cut those costs back?”


    “To some degree I can, but I have a much better proposal for you; our company will cut into theise resources so rather than allowing them to dissipate into a massive scattering of places and risky ventures, we create a safe reliable means for people to dump these funds into without all the time they would have to spend doing it the traditional way; and unlike the traditional way we would provide a degree of guaranteed success in every case.”The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement.


    Her sculpted features gave away nothing, but the unmistakable gleam of interest in her eyes was something no mutation could hide.


    “Evercrest and Lamont Private Concierge Service will be filed under the X.P.I.A and the H.A.V.C.N act to insure legal identity protection for our clientele and talent; with the X.F.P act as well, we will be legal roadblock for anyone attempting to subpoena documents or even secure a warrant, couple that with a required NDA for talent, a Client Prividentiality Agreement and a strictly non public presence we will have the most secure and legal operation for procuring the perfect talent for any situation.”


    She was still looking over the file; her iridescent gaze seemed to shift across the papers before her.


    “This sounds like an incredible opportunity, but the reality is that a service like this cannot exist do to the existence of patho class xenos; with this much possible knowledge of the underpinnings of the, culture you will be providing for any and all intelligence agencies who catch any sign of this will send pathos to get the truth no matter how much legal coverage you have.”


    And there is the first nibble on my line


    “While this used to be a issue the current event surrounding the young hero ‘Editor’ a new bill is being initiated know as M.S.A or the mental sanctuary act this will force all pathos with mind reading or rewriting abilities to register and gain permission to enter another''s mind with the only exception being if it is required during legally sanctioned ‘hero’ work with failure to meet it resulting in being labeled as a xeno domestic terrorist depending on scale but guaranteed imprisonment in New Alcatraz.”


    At this her gaze shifted looking away from the papers and meeting mine as she set them down.


    “While that does greatly diminish the chance of any professional heroes making the attempt both villains and those parts of world governments that remain off the books will still attempt something at some point should you grow large enough.”


    And there is the bite


    “This was considered, all who use our services will sign a agreement to act should any party illegally steal any of our clientele information, meaning we will eventually have a small legal army of private security to take back what was stolen; as for pathos, all information will be compartmentalized only allowing individuals with natural ability to resist or better yet those with abilities that negate mind reading entirely to know anything worth knowing.”


    With those last words i saw a shift in nova, the way she set the papers down the way her eyes were trained on us; she had made her decision


    “And how much are you asking for, let''s say twenty percent.”


    That evening we secured our first investor and even managed to work out most of the legalities; That was until we received a condition that seemed problematic in more than one way.


    “Wonderfull, now that we have all the required agreements and paperwork ready I have one final request to insure my investment into Evercrest and Lamont Private Concierge Service.”


    The last few hours had been grooling, negotiations with this woman felt like negotiation with a Greek god. She wanted something and was accustomed to getting it, not like  a spoiled brat but more like a conqueror setting her glowing stony gaze on a neighboring land, and now she wanted something more.


    “Well, as long as it don''t jeopardize the business or violate any of the already agreed upon terms i don''t see the harm in doing you a favor.”


    “Wonderfull, my daughter will work with you two representing my interests and acting as your first contracted ‘talent’.”


    Alexander fell out of his chair.