In the morning, at Jones Estate.
In the President's office.
At nine o'clock on the dot, Grace Smith arrived at the floor. As soon as she entered the room, she saw Heinz Jones, already in the office.
Grace smiled and said with enthusiasm, "Good morning, Mr. Jones."
"Good morning." Heinz looked at her with a calm face. There was no emotion on his face.
He was as calm as if nothing had happened.
Heinz could not bring himself to look at her.
Grace went to her seat and put down her bag. She took out a recording pen, a notebook, a pen and a camera from her bag. She didn't bring a laptop today.
After putting everything on the table, Grace came over with a piece of photocopied paper with a list of questions on them, in her hand.
She sorted them out yesterday and printed them out.