[Olivia]:
I'd just stepped out of the elevator, to find a grinning Mr Reynolds standing right in front of me, both of his hands clasped together.
"Olivia!" He called out in a chirpy tone, taking me by surprise. "How good to see you on this fine morning."
Before I could give him a reply, he slipped his arms around mine and led me towards his office.
"Sir, what's going on? Did I do something wrong?"
He clicked the door shut and turned to me, his grin not faltering. My fingers tightened around my purse. This was creeping me out already.
"I wouldn't be smiling at you if you did anything wrong. In fact, you did everything right. Have a seat, please."
I watched in surprise as he pulled out a seat for me. This was new. Absolutely new.
Reynolds was known to be extremely hypersensitive
