Lea returned to her desk and scanned down the list Richard had prepared. His first appointment wasn't due for another half an hour and several more spread across the day. There was some research she could do online and a few phone calls to make. The list was not long and for this she was paid well. Lea was regularly amazed at her fortune of landing this job. It allowed her to do what she loved. She had majored in art history and now she was surrounded by it...art and history. Lots of it.

The door from the hallway pushed open, Lea casually looked at her watch. If this was Richard's appointment, he was 15 minutes early. She stood and flashed a practiced smile. The man's reaction was not unusual, he hesitated for a fraction of a moment before returning her smile as he took her in. Lea was tall with a body perfected by years of running and martial tai chi. At five feet, nine inches plus the three to four inch heels, she habitually wore, she tended to draw attention wherever she went. She came out from behind the desk and offered her hand.

"Good Morning, may I help you?"

He took her hand gently, in a manner that she thought he might kiss it.

"I am Colin Adair, I have an appointment."

"Do you have identification, Mr. Adair?" she asked. He was not surprised by the question and presented her with a Passport from his inside coat pocket. She studied the document, compared his photo to his face. This was her job. Her hand drifted beneath her hair, touching the unseen communication device she wore in her ear. The button she gently depressed would cause a light on Richard's phone to illuminate, notifying him that his appointment had arrived. Almost immediately she heard the lock release on the door behind her.

"Mr Adair, please follow me."

She escorted him to Richard's office, through security measure she wasn't aware of. Richard stood to greet his guest and she pulled the wood doors closed. She would repeat this throughout the day.