59. An encounter

With that curt decree, he turned swiftly on his heel and strode back down the hallway, leaving me staring after his retreating form in bemused silence.

What was he trying to do? Why all of a sudden? I look back at the computer, I hope he didn't suspect anything. Not like what I was doing was wrong anyways.

Following his instructions, I quickly get dressed in black pants trousers and a dark blue silk blouse with a pair of silver heels. I held the table to balance myself while I wore the heels. I let my hair fall in wavy curls past my shoulders and put on light makeup, doing my best to appear polished and professional for...whatever it was that awaited me.

I took a black purse and locked my bedroom door carefully. Now I wasn't comfortable with leaving my door open anymore, I wonder why Darva would do that. I felt the heat rise as I remembered the letter she had audaciously brought out last night. What the hell had she been looking for in the room?!!

As I hurried downstairs, I found