Journie tapped slowly on his table. A combined act of impatience and control. He was impatient, gravely so but he was hell bent on keeping his impatience controlled.
His face was twisted into a small frown as his gaze fixed onto the door.
A knock came and Journie's frown lines vanished as his face smoothened into a calm look.
"Come in." He said, his voice still having a hint of impatience that he immediately sought to get rid of by clearing his throat while the door opened, his female guest walking into the office.
"Trisha."
"Good day" Trisha smiled back at him, a tight smile as she walked up to the desk.
"May I?"
"Sure, sure. You absolutely may."
Trisha pulled the chair and sat down opposite Journie.
"You said you had business for me."
"Oh yes, I do. I did some checks on
