The clock struck one, and Leonard rose from his chair with a soft exhale. The sunlight streaming through the tall windows of his office painted golden streaks across the polished floor, highlighting the lean lines of his black suit. He adjusted his cufflinks absently as he walked toward the door, slipping his phone into his pocket.
Becca, his secretary, looked up from her desk, a faint smile on her lips as he approached.
"Heading out for lunch, Mr. Ford?"
Leonard nodded and paused by her desk. "Yeah, I'll be out for a while. Might come back a little late. I'm meeting a friend."
"Should I reschedule your three-thirty?"
He gave her a tight smile. "Only if I'm not back by three."
Becca jotted a note in her planner and nodded. "Got it. Enjoy your lunch."
Leonard offered a nod before heading toward the elevator, the cool metal doors closing with a hushed sigh behind him.
