Present a character in 200 words or less:

We always knew that James was about to come into a room because of his cough. Before opening the door he would clear his throat with three distinct low grunt like hacks. If we were fooling around trying to avoid work, hearing these cues gave us good motivation to at least pretend we were being productive with our time. As soon as he entered the room, like clockwork, he would adjust his tie, as if struggling for some air. I never saw him wear the same tie once; he must’ve had a closet solely dedicated to exotic ties. The suits that he wore with his accompanying articles of clothing were always ironed meticulously. Even after meetings that lasted hours, he would rise and there wouldn’t be a wrinkle in sight. A small mustache rested over his pale curved lips that so rarely showed any kind of smile. Staring into his black eyes gave no consolidation, it was as if I was being sucked into an abyss. His hair was black and slicked back in an attempt to hide his pre-mature balding.  James spoke in a whisper, it was hard to understand his speech because the room swallowed every word.