Watching Lynch walk back as if nothing had changed, Vera softly asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing...", Lynch picked up his knife and fork and continued to enjoy the sumptuous lunch, "Someone ran into a little trouble in business, I've already had someone correct them."
It sounded like a minor trouble, but this little trouble resulted in at least two or three hundred deaths.
Vera sensed the change in Lynch's emotions, she couldn't exactly say how she did, but she just sensed it.
She didn't continue to ask but went back to what they were doing before, dining, and chatting, the laughter returned.
After lunch there is a break time, that is, nap time.
People only see the President running in the park at half past five in the morning, reaching the office to start working by seven, but they don't see him taking a nap after lunch.
