Tom opened the door. "Hi, there. You must be Hank. I spoke with you on the phone."

"Hank Prescott. I'm the owner of the company, sorry I'm running a little late tonight. I hope that's okay." He shook their hands.

"It's fine. Come on in and have a look around." Tom stepped aside, letting him inside. "This is our first time doing something like this, so you'll have to explain how it works."

"I'll be glad to after I have a look around." Hank surveyed the rooms downstairs ...