Landon Winston raised a finger to his lips, saying nothing.
Claire Sinclair nodded in understanding. Her gaze swept casually around the room as she changed the subject. "Winston, how much longer until the car gets here?"
Landon Winston: "About twenty minutes."
Theo Rhodes feigned a complaint. "What's taking so long? I'm dying to go for a swim. I'm covered in sweat."
Landon Winston remained silent.
"There's air conditioning in here, so stop complaining," Claire said calmly.
Theo Rhodes muttered something under his breath, then abruptly stood up to look around.
Claire reminded him, "Don't wander off or touch anything. This is someone else's office, so be respectful."
She had barely finished speaking when an unfamiliar woman's voice came from outside the door. "It's fine. There's nothing valuable in the office. Touch whatever you want."
