RUBY

I was nervous, and of course, this position was a bit awkward. I tugged at Luther's sleeve, gesturing for him to speak politely and not to make things difficult for the receptionist; after all, this woman had been treating me well all along.

“Sorry Sir, but Manager Oliver is unable to receive any other guests.”

“Is Ms. Astrid still there?” Luther asked, handing the receptionist his business card, and the woman’s expression suddenly changed. She nodded and immediately reached for ...