"How long have you been waiting?"
Mr. Truman, who had just entered the office, casually tossed the files in his hand onto the desk. As he instructed the secretary to bring in two cups of coffee, he tugged at his tie and sat down in his seat.
This was the office inside the President's Mansion. In recent days, Mr. Truman had been so busy that he couldn't find any free time to sit down alone with Lynch for a chat.
Lynch shook his head, "Not long, about ten minutes."
Ten minutes wasn't exactly a short time. A look of regret appeared on Mr. Truman's face, "I must apologize to you, Lynch. I didn't expect they would hold me up for so long!"
Lynch made a dismissive gesture similar to swatting a fly, "It's okay. Besides visiting you, I didn't plan on going anywhere else today..."
While they were speaking, Mr. Truman's secretary came in with two cups of coffee. After the two men expressed their thanks, the secretary closed the door upon leaving.
