Chapter 6
“We have an appointment with Mr. Cox,” Sean told the receptionist. He knew they did, since Ken had hacked into her computer to add their names for ten a.m. “Mr. Marsh and Mr. Wilder-Marsh.”
“I don’t remember talking to you,” she replied with a frown, while checking her screen. She smiled ruefully. “Guess I did, however. You’re early, so if you’ll have a seat, I’ll let him know you’re here.”
Sean, AKA Mr. Marsh, and Ken, sat on the sofa opposite her desk. Ken took Sean’s hand, looking both hopeful and afraid. “What if he’s not willing to help us,” he said barely loudly enough for her to overhear. She smiled encouragingly at them as she rose, going into what Sean presumed was Cox’s office. A moment later she came back to tell them, “He’ll be with you momentarily.”
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