He was definitely getting promoted.
After all, this case had a huge impact. If he wasn't promoted, not only would the police chief refuse to accept it, but the mayor probably wouldn't agree either.
But...
Lake didn't want a promotion.
If he climbed any higher, he could only sit in an office and would no longer be able to go out on field assignments.
Sitting in an office was comfortable.
But...
He wouldn't be able to make money by robbing criminals anymore. Although office work paid well, if he added that income to what he made from robbing criminals, his total earnings would actually decrease instead of increase.
Forget it.
He'd deal with it when the time came.
He entered the main hall.
Lake saw Tony Stark standing by the sofa, watching television.
Tony Stark looked quite similar to his movie counterpart. At most, he wasn't as old as he had been when he first appeared in the films, but he was close enough.
Pepper led Lake over. "Tony, this is Detective Edwin."
Lake looked at Tony without extending his hand. "Mr. Stark."
Tony didn't shake hands with people who weren't his friends. Everyone in New York knew that—no, probably everyone in the world knew it—so Lake couldn't be bothered to humiliate himself.
Besides, Tony didn't look like he had a cleanliness obsession.
At least he hadn't seemed to have one when he was fooling around with those women who were probably shared vases.
Lake had come at the chief's instruction. More precisely, the mayor had probably instructed the chief, who had then instructed Lake. Apparently, Tony Stark had requested to meet him.
Could there be some clue as well?
Lake remembered that the case had been personally commissioned by Tony Stark. He figured there was no harm in coming