Once again her demeaner, the long pause, it all made me feel slightly anxious and maybe a little belittled before she took it from me thanking me without even looking at it or me. XXNX Her eyes bore into mine, her confidence so consuming I felt powerless to do anything other than wait for her command. We are basically in a warehouse industrial unit and an incongruous man had champagne ready and clearly chilled. I checked the train lines and estimated the time to leave from my previous meeting in the city and at 1pm the next day I was on the tube and on my way not knowing what to expect, some advice perhaps, more information, maybe a perspective client but deep down, I didn’t feel there could be a single good reason that she should ask to see me.
