What do you pack when your life’s about to change? Giles glanced around his flat. The Council had already procured him a furnished apartment. They also had strict guidelines on what would be accommodated. His, mostly professional, wardrobe. The weapons were essential, also a great many boxes of books. His personal belongings were low in priority. Not needed for his new focus on training the Slayer, therefore not permitted by the Council movers.
Giles tossed a few files into the top of a large, full box and sealed it. In block letters he wrote: RECORDS. It was, technically, the truth.