Tap, tap, tap.
Nate's finger rhythmically bashed against the small coffee table he sat at.
Located in the open garden of one of the popular cafes, it fulfilled all the criteria for an office of his two jobs.
The relatively more important one, of Tesh's official secretary, and the legacy one, of her spymaster.
As a quasi-public figure of Tesh's limited faction, he was the main link between her and any other elite that wanted anything to do with Tesh. That's why he happily enjoyed the open outdoors in everyone's view, making himself easily accessible and seen at all times.
Which made it the perfect cover for his second job, constantly providing him with alibis… and an inconspicuous way to get the information.
By now, Nate had long since left his small organization to grow and work on its own, adopting the mindset of going as hands-off with them as he could, trusting in the structures he had painstakingly established over his first two years at the academy.
