Malcolm frowned thoughtfully and followed the sound of the voice to its source, lingering in the doorway of the office to see a lanky man sitting at a desk, looking through some papers.

"Sorry. To disturb you. Hi." A beat. "Do you work here?" he asked.

His expression was a little pinched, because he suspected he knew the answer. The man did not look like he worked in an office. Something about the way he sat in the chair told Malcolm the man wasn't much for sitting in a chair.