Chapter 11
Becky looked around the Rose Hollow Mirror offices. She couldn't see Patrick, but she assumed he was out of the office. But, without Patrick there, she was too scared to move from past the front desk.
"Can I help you?" The receptionist was a young man who always managed to look bored.
Becky cleared her throat. "Henry Snow. I'm looking for him. We have something to discuss." She thought that saying this made her sound more official, more important. The man rolled his eyes and exhaled, as if he was no being paid enough to help people who walked into the offices. He sipped from his coffee and lifted a phone to his ear. He rolled his eyes as he dialed.
"Henry. I've got someone for you," the man said. She had never gone through this process before. She had always just strode in t
