The two continued to stare at each other for longer than was necessary, each with their own thoughts. Igram was perplexed as to what she was doing at his mansion. He could tell how uncomfortable she was in her sexy dress by peeking at her. In distress, she continued to pull on her dress.
He wondered what had compelled her to subject herself to such torment. Unless she was on official business. He almost laughed as he realized she had come to seduce him for whatever reason she was investigating him and arresting him should he spill whatever beans he was not supposed to spill.
On any other day, he would have shut the door on her as the real Richard Pickford would. She appeared to be a thorn in his life, some sort of nuisance that never gave up. But there was something about her that piqued his interest.
