Chapter Two
“Madeleine!” Robbie McKellar came around her desk, a smile on his face, though it was a nervous one. “Can I see you in my office?”
She trembled a bit when entering Robbie’s hallowed territory. She should have nothing to fear but then she had no idea what the young man wanted. It was Monday morning after a harrowing Friday evening on the yacht from which it took two days for her to recover. She wanted to put the whole night out of her mind, though that was proving difficult, and Robbie was apparently not going to be of much help.
“I am so sorry,” he started right in as she closed the door behind her and moved inside. He sat behind a large executive desk made especially for him of polished mahogany. For a man as young and fresh as Robbie McKellar, it didn’t look quite right. M
