ADRIAN
Darrell walked towards the table.
"Sorry I’m late," he said, flashing a polished, practiced smile. "The call ran longer than I expected."
Harrington waved it off with a chuckle. "No harm done. Come, join us."
Then he gestured towards me and Amelia, "This is Adrian and his girlfriend, Amelia."
Darrell's gaze slid to me first. Then he shook my hand first, firm and confident. "Good to meet you, Adrian."
"Darrell, good to meet you too," I responded.
Then his eyes slid to Amelia. He paused for half a second longer than necessary. It was long enough for me to notice.
"And Amelia," he drawled.
Amelia offered a polite smile and extended her hand. "Nice to meet you."
"Pleasure’s mine." he said, taking her hand.
Harrington clapped his hands together once. "Now that everyone’s here
