Lily sat with an air of grace and calm as she awaited the agent that would soon be arriving to assist in this investigation. Despite the room being less than what she was used to, she was comfortable. Although, someone could have at least put a table in this room to make it feel more interview like and less prison feeling.
Colleen sat ramrod straight in her chair waiting patiently for what she believed was longer than necessary. She didn’t know who this gentleman was that would be helping them and that made her nervous. Usually she liked to know the person, if only from a distance. Any intel gathered on them before hand was best in her opinion. That she was in the dark about this agent riled her.

Soon, there was the sound of the knob turning. In the doorway stood a gentleman of Asian descent. To Lily he seemed slightly confused but authoritative. Perhaps even comely. Collen was of the current mind he seemed gawky, birdlike and altogether someone to be watched.
Both would be partially right.

Lily smiled, looking up at the man, “Am I to assume you are Mr. Jameson?”