“It’s okay, we’re not in any hurry,” Brock told him.
“If you’re sure.”
Brock nodded.
Tim seemed to dither a moment before retreating into his office. Brock got the distinct impression—despite Tim’s outward friendliness—that he didn’t trust Brock. And, to give the man his due, he had a point. Less than a month ago Tim wouldn’t have ever heard of Brock, and now here Brock and Junior were, staying with Calvin and maybe…
One of the doors leading to the reception area opened and Calvin emerged, followed by another man in a suit and a woman Brock thought he recognized…but it couldn’t be.
“Julissa Hudson,” Junior said a bit too loudly.
Brock shushed him.
The woman—dressed in a simple dark skirt and white blouse, but still managing to look stunning—smiled and came over to the two Brockwells
