When the last one stepped through the door, Richard closed it and turned around, his hands casually tucked inside his slacks pockets. Sauntering back toward Will, he said, “So that was the legendary Elyssa Barnett, the one woman who finally has been able to find the chink in the Denton armor.” He let out a few huffs as he added, “Quite unknowingly, I must add.” Will stood alongside the large conference table, placing some papers inside his briefcase. As he closed the lid, his eyes lifted to his cousin who had come to stand directly opposite him. Will looked back down. “I know what you’re thinking.” Richard took his hands out of his pockets and braced them on the tabletop in front of him. “No, my most respected and honorable cousin. You have no idea what I am thinking!” Will let out a groan. “Go on. Get it out of your system.” Richard leaned across the table toward Will.
