"Sir Collins." Robery Collins looked up at the woman standing at the door and gestured for her to come in as he closed the folder in front of him with finality.
"Melanie. Thank you for coming in at my invitation." He sighed wearily then, as if troubled by a thousand thoughts and gestured toward the chair in front of him, silently urging her to take a seat.
He saw her hesitate for a fraction of a second before settling down, her posture composed, her expression unreadable. He was a man of experience and could judge a person in a few looks but Melanie seemed to be puzzling him.
He studied her for a moment, then finally spoke. "Melanie, about yesterday..." He trailed off, deliberately leaving space for her to interject, to offer some explanation or excuse about how she came to be with Adam. But she did no such thing. Instead, she simply met his gaze with an unwavering calmness as if she had nothing to say.