The man had been talking to someone next to him and seemed startled by a word he heard; his turn was rather sharp. First, he glanced at Jane Sampson, nodded, and then asked King, "Where is she?"
"She hasn't come in, she's waiting outside." King wouldn't dare to relay Rock Bell's exact words to anyone.
Daniel Taylor pushed up the glasses on his nose bridge, hummed in acknowledgement without saying much, and then put the notebook in his hand on the tabletop. Clapping his hands together, he said, "Okay, everyone quiet down. I want to introduce to you all—this is Jane Sampson, my wife's sister, which makes her my sister too. She's auditioning for the role of Evelyn Woods. Please give the little miss lots of encouragement later."
Jane Sampson was stunned, standing there frozen by the unexpected turn of events.
Where was the strictness she had been prepared for? Why did this atmosphere seem a bit off?
