"Sir?"
The All Seeing lifted his head and turned towards the door, fingers steepled under his chin, an annoyed expression on his face from being interrupted while he was exercising his telepathic ability.
"What is it?" he snapped.
"I'm sorry to interrupt," the other man said, looking down at the floor and not at him directly. "I located it."
At that news, The All Seeing's attitude changed immensely, and a small smirk played over his lips. "Interesting. Come to me."
He held his hand out expectantly, and the man scurried into the room, head bowed. He kneeled in front of his boss and waited for the contact.
The All Seeing flipped his hand so it was palm down and touched the other man's forehead. As a relatively unskilled telepath, for large amounts of information that needed to be seen, physical contact and proximity helped it come across intact.
"You may go."
The man nodded and hurried from the room, while The All Seeing returned to his earlier position. He leaned back against the high backed chair and laughed, a low, menacing, mirthless chuckle.
"So, Miss Hanson, you are off on a trip. Let's hope it's pleasant for you."