Noah Gets Breakfast

The Shadow Op Headquarters was quiet this time of morning. Not packed or crowded at all. Considering that it was a form of top secret confidential government building, that was probably a good thing. In Noah's office, there were framed paintings of all variations, some imaginative , some realistic. The walls of the office were decorated with plaques as well, containing honorary degrees from top universities.

Noah wasn't in the office at the moment. He was in the Shadow Op cafeteria, getting a lunch served up hot and fresh by the Shadow op cooks. Eggs, sausage, and beacon, with a side order of a small bag of Ranch Doritoes. Noah walked past a few agents in an effort to find a place to sit. Eventually, he found a table to sit alone at and eat. Noah was an intelligent, introverted man, and wasn't much for conversation. He was known throughout the organization as a workaholic. Some thought him a cold workaholic