Mammogram is clear. I am so happy right now.
In celebration, here is a secret snippet.
The difference between images and reality was shocking. Like seeing a recording of a sable tiger taken with care under perfect lighting vs turning around in the middle of a hike and finding one staring at you from the brush. Ramona Adler was suddenly very real and very near, and her presence disturbed him to his very core.
He had to say something or do something. He couldn’t just stand there, gawking like an idiot.
Matias took the closest chair and waved his hand. The ten guards positioned along the wall lowered their weapons and walked out. Solei lingered. Ramona looked at the HSO with her disturbing eyes and then looked back at Matias. He felt a sudden urge to mumble something incoherent yet neutral like Hi, how are you, how’s the family, how’s business so she would keep looking at him.
Get a hold of yourself. She’s in your conference room. In your building. This is your house.
He dismissed Solei with a nod. The head security officer withdrew. The door shut behind him.
Matias fixed her with his stare. “To what do I owe the horror?”
“I came to ask two questions.”
Her voice suited her, a rich, smooth contralto.
“Very well. I’m all ears.”
Her mouth curved slightly. “Do you know where your wife is?”