I'll need a copy for archive.” Lisa calls it out to their secretary in passing. “Yes, Ms Marsden.” The secretary calls out as she rushes past, hurried. Lisa sits back for a moment; leaning into the red upholstery of her chair. The firm is thrivi...
Martine’s voice sounds distracted. She’s lounging on the sofa across from Ariana’s desk, her long leather clad legs hanging off the armrest. Ariana doesn’t have the energy to tell her to sit up. “It sure gets my attention every time.” “You’re an attention starved jerk, of ...
Yes. It should say “reward offered for any information.” Sue is on the phone; sitting on the white couch, her pale silk dressing-gown tucked loosely around her; hair unbound and making a pale gold cloud around her shoulders. Her voice is like flint:...