- Christian intertwined our hands and held me close as he led me to the huge front door of the mansion.
- “You can’t let them see you nervous, they’ll eat you alive.” He whispered in my ear. A man at the doorstep gave us a polite nod and welcomed us. “It’s very nice to see you, sir.” He greeted Christian. Sir? Must be nice to be respected.
- Even at the front door, they had people working for them, that was crazy. I tried to do breathing exercises in my head and was hoping for once to not screw things up.