Chairs were lined up along the walls as well as the sides of the tables.Chairs were lined up along the walls as well as the sides of the tables. At the very far end of the tables was one large chair almost like a throne. There was a single door at the far end to the left of center and Ally assumed this to be a closet. She was correct. The double doors she had just entered were the only way in (and the only way out, she thought). The fear began anew. Again it was quenched by a tall, handsome man who proffered his hand as he greeted Ally. "Miss Medina? Hi, I'm Alexander Davis. Please come in." "Allison Medina, glad to meet you," she said. That statement from her was more than just common courtesy. She really was glad to meet him. Before her stood a six foot, four inch specimen of the perfect male body. It was all she could do to keep her eyes from popping out of her head! Alexander Davis was a tall, handsome man about six foot four, well built. He possessed sandy brown hair, obviously sun bleached, perhaps from the island climate Ally thought. His complexion was nicely tanned from head to toe. He was wearing a three piece business suit. |