Chapter 155

DREXON I had never thought that I would be afraid of meeting anyone before, but the way my legs dragged across the ground from the elevator to the door of my office made me realise that Maljore had successfully found a way to imprint fear in her presence. "Welcome, Mr Moreaux." Henry stood up to greet me loudly as usual. "She is inside," he said, gesturing to the door and walking out of his tale and to the door. He opened the door for me to go in. I enter the room, and the door closes behind me, and an eerie feeling, the kind you'd get from watching a horror movie, comes over me. I look around the office before my eyes fall on Maljore sitting on my chair behind the table, the back of the chair facing us. I walk over to the couch and sit there. "If you are here to talk to me, don't sit there, and come sit here," I say as I lower myself onto the single couch. "You came!" She sounded as though this was her office and she had been expecting them to arrive. I hear the chair swivel and then