The interviewing room was lavish compared to the cells. The room was spacy but somewhat cozy--which isn't exactly what I expected from a kidnapper's house. The walls were painted cream color, though they were hard to see in the shadows. Up against one wall there was dark brown, brand new leather couch, with a matching foot-rest. In the center of the room was a mahogany desk, with expensive drawers and a vase of red roses set on the surface. A lamp was also seated on the desk, but it was the only light in the room, making it hard to see. There were two chairs; one in front of the desk, and the other straight across from it. The one straight across from the desk was occupied.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Sir," Aiden said with a smoothness, flattery and humbleness I'd never seen him use.
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