Brandy
I politely shook his hand and I saw the bit of admiration in his gaze when I gave a firm hand shake. That was one good lesson my father had instilled in me.
“Please, take a seat.” He waved to the set of leather chairs that were set in a circle around a short round, dark cherry table. Nate didn’t sit. He stayed standing behind me, in typical bodyguard fashion.
Senator Ross took a seat across from me while Axel sat to my right.
I didn’t wait, I held up my hand and Nate passed me the folded manilla envelope he had tucked away in his vest. Senator Ross smiled and pulled out a folded piece of paper from inside his suit jacket. We exchanged them. “Thank you,” Senator Ross nodded, opening up the manilla envelope without further explanation or comment.
I nodded. “Likewise.”
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