Chapter Fifteen
“Tamsin Foxley is here for you,” Diane’s receptionist informed her on the phone.
“Show her to my office please, Stacey.”
A minute later a knock sounded on the door. Stacey ushered Tamsin in and asked, “Can I bring you anything to drink?”
Diane sent Tamsin a questioning look. “Tea?”
“That would be great,” Tamsin said.
Stacey hurried off, closing the door behind her.
Tamsin stood in the middle of Diane’s office, holding two bulky binders in her arms. “I come bearing gifts,” she said, a hint of sarcasm in her voice.
“Let me help you with those.” Diane took hold of the binders and placed them on the conference table. She turned back towards Tamsin, who was still standing in the same spot.
Tamsin offered Diane a warm smile. “Thank you for seeing me at such short notice.
