Richard
“I’m visiting the university next week, James, to follow up on these plans of theirs for a library. I would like you to accompany me if it’s convenient.”
The phone buzzes and Francis replies. “Hello?” She listens for a moment then her gaze shifts to James. There’s a wild look to her eye.
Most unlike her….
“James, I’m sorry to interrupt you,” she says, “but I have Kirstie on. There is someone down in the lobby asking for you.”
His brows rise. “For me? By name?”
“Yes… Um, Kirstie says she calls herself Marlene Alexanders.”
James snarls. “What the f**k’s she doing here?” he mutters.
Francis falters at his tone, glancing at me before speaking. “Do you want me to send her up?”
James looks away, scowling then, “Are any of the ground floor meeting rooms free?”
She taps at her ke
