The office was much larger than Jack had anticipated, windows on two walls flooded the room with light and for a moment Jack was blinded by the deep orange glow of sun about to settle behind the heavy desk. 'Take a seat Jack, I'll be done in a few minutes,' John said and pointed to a chair by the window. Jack took the seat then started to observe the room more closely. A redhead in a too short skirt was sat at the corner of the desk holding a notepad, her long legs dangling over the edge like the pendulum of a hypnotist. Jack was getting hot, he knew himself to be staring, had been staring ever since his divorce more than a year ago. May have been staring before, causing cause for divorce, who could say now. His head turned with difficulty, he forced his eyes out the window, watching the sunset reflected in a million panes of mirrored glass.
