A limo pulls through the gates and Godfrey is standing ready at the door ready to greet them, surprised that Christa didn’t send the SUV to fetch her parents.
A security guy he doesn’t know climbs out of the passenger seat and opens the back door. Marco climbs out, pulling his jacket back into place and buttoning it again.
“You must be Godfrey. I’m here to see Christa.” He smiles.
Knowing that she wasn’t expecting him and concerned that security let him through the gate without so much as a notice, Godfrey took him inside without missing a beat.
“You may wait here for her. I will see if she is available.”
“She will be available to see me. Don’t worry.”
Godfrey walks upstairs and disappears down a passage, walking into her office.
“Christa, I don’t mean to alarm you, but Marco is he
