Chihuahuan Desert, Texas, USA
The night before had been too busy in the complex and Hansen could not sleep well, worried about the constant arrival of more guests. When he was about to go out for breakfast, there was a knock on his room door; he opened it and was met by the smiling figure of Harvey. This time Hansen thought it was a forced smile.
"Mr. Richmond is waiting for you in his private study. Please follow me.”
“You hadn’t told me that he had a private study.”
“I didn’t it because it isn’t available to you.” Harvey said solemnly as they descended the stairs. “Besides Mr. Richmond’s room, of course.”
Hansen found that comment a bit rude, but understood he was in no position to reply, at least not yet. They went through the spacious living room to the southwest corner and they
