Guardians Inc.:Thundersword (Guardians Incorporated #2) by Julian Rosado-Machain

want to know why you are so sure that you’ll be able to find Mneme.” He waved the others away. When Tony stopped short of the office door, the Doctor looked up from his desk and waved again. “Outside.” he told them emphatically.
          “Just let us know when you want us back, Doc.” Tony said, opening the door.
          “I just need to talk with Mrs. Pianova and Bolswaithe, Mr. Della Francesca.” The Doctor rubbed his forehead. “You will know of my decision when I reach one.”
          “Okay, Doc.”
          “And don't call me Doc!”
          “All right, Sir.” Tony said, clacking his mouth.
          “Doctor is fine.” Doctor Franco sighed.
          “Got it... Boss.” Tony finally closed the door. “Jeez,” he said to Thomas, Bolswaithe, and Elise. “He’s in a mood today.”
          “You really don't know when to stop, do you?” Elise asked him with a smirk.
          “He knows I'm just joking.” Tony smiled and winked. “I keep him on his toes, keep him young.”
          “One day he's going to really pop a vein on you.”
          “Nah, the man loves me.”
          “Love is really an overstatement,” Bolswaithe said.
          “Good afternoon,” a voice said with a thick English accent. “Can I offer refreshment while you wait? Water, tea? Maybe even some food?” A man wearing an impeccable butler black suit was standing behind them. He was a little shorter and heavier than Bolswaithe, but had the same solemn air about him.
          Bolswaithe extended both hands toward him. “Cuthbert,” he said. “It’s nice to see you about, brother.”
          “And you. Bolswaithe, I’ve missed our chats.” He took his arms in a double handshake.
          Tony leaned toward Thomas. “I didn't know Bolsy had a brother. Did you?”
          Thomas shrugged. He knew Bolswaithe was a robot, but he thought he was the only in operation.
          “I know you visited Eva recently,” Cuthbert continued. “How is she?”
          “She’s…” There was a pause. Thomas knew Bolswaithe paused when uploading or downloading a stream of data heavier than usual, and this was probably the case. “…the same, no change in her condition.”
          “I see,” Cuthbert said. “I’ll try and visit her soon.”
          Bolswaithe released Cuthbert and turned toward them. “Please allow me to introduce you to my friends,” he said. “Elise Heriam-Conner, Thomas Byrne, and Antonio Della Francesca.”
          “Nice to meet you.” Elise extended her hand, and Cuthbert bowed and placed a kiss on her forehand.
          “The pleasure is all mine, my lady,” he said. “Bolswaithe told me that only your beauty equals your intelligence. I am sure that you are quite a genius.”
          Elise let out a little giddy laugh. “Thank you.” she said, looking at Bolswaithe who only nodded.
          “Mr. Byrne.” Cuthbert shook Thomas's hand. “A great pleasure. I am at your service; please don't hesitate to ask anything from me. Anything at all.”
          “Thank you very much, Cuthbert.” Thomas smiled. “I'll keep that in mind.”
          Cuthbert turned toward Tony. “Mr. Della Francesca,” he said while shaking Tony’s hand. “Nice to meet you.”
          “Thank you. Nice to meet you too.”
          “Bolswaithe has told me a lot of things about you.” Cuthbert continued to shake his hand.
    Tony exchanged a look with Bolswaithe. “Good things I guess?” he said with a smile.
    Cuthbert continued to shake his hand with a smile as he twitched his mouth. “A…lot of good things, sir. Certainly.”
          “Well, thank you very much.” Tony said, eyeing Bolswaithe.
          “Not at all.” Cuthbert released his grip.
          “Cuthbert has taken my place as head butler of the Mansion,” Bolswaithe informed them. “I am