The lazy afternoon sun shone down on earth.

Gwynn woke up from her nap. Lorian and Holly were still sleeping. So, she picked up a magazine and paged through it in the private lounge. Then, she heard Dolores’s voice after some knocks on the door.

“Kim is here with someone, Ms. Gwynn. They’re here to see you.”

Putting down the magazine, she raised her voice and said, “I’ll meet them in the guest room.”

…

A man sat uneasily in the guest room. He looked like a chauffeur.

He worked for Giann