Ms. Taylor James took me to a much more comfortable room, where the scent of strawberries from an air freshener was noticeable. She offered me a seat on a sofa that had a beautiful view of the city. The place seemed quite pleasant to me after spending a long time talking about my life and my small business.
"Cream?" she asked while preparing two cups of coffee. It was quite late for one, but I supposed I would need a couple of sips to refresh my throat, so I nodded. After a couple of minutes, Ms. Taylor turned towards me with both cups in her hands, placed one in front of me and the other not far away, in front of a comfortable blue sofa.
"Well," she said with a broad smile. It seemed to me that she was eager to start, so she took her mobile phone out of her pocket, a new model phone, wh
