C22 Shadows Of The Past

Louisa's expression darkens, her guard rising. She scrunches up her face in surprise and refuses to speak for a few seconds.

When she finds her voice, it sounds hoarse even to her own ears. “ I do not entertain personal questions on a business visit, Mr Wills,” she replies evadingly.

“How about we speak on the business at hand?” She asks, instinctively avoiding the question