I reach Zuriel's office building in 20 minutes and go straight to the top floor. Everything in this building is elaborate, with marble floors and white surfaces; I approach the reception desk. There is a brunette wearing quite revealing clothes. She looks at me head to toe and gives me a fake smile,
"And what brings you here, Miss?" she asks, her voice tinged with a hint of unfriendliness.
" I'm here to see Mr. Crawford. Is he available?" I ask politely, smiling.
" He's busy; please leave," she sneers, and I gape at her rudeness. She didn't even attempt to call his secretary. I inhale and take steps towards the desk, placing my hand on it and looking her in the eye.
" Call his secretary to check," I say.
She straightens and glares at me.
" He is busy and won't entertain you. He
