112 We Dealt With The Drugs

There was plush furniture all around and at the end of it was a window that stretched from the floor to the ceiling that looked out to the outside.

In front of said window was a desk and a high backed chair that was currently turned away from us.

I already knew what would happen even before it happened.

The moment the door shut behind us, the chair turned around to reveal a rather attractive older woman dressed in furs with a pipe held in between her fingers that was still smoking at the end.

"Come in, my dears. I have been expecting you."

Called it.

She gestured to the two chairs in front of her with a small smile, "Please, do take a seat. What kind of host would I be if my guests were made to stand?"

Amber nodded at her, "Are you M?"

The woman smiled at her, "My, my. Don't you know that you should introduce yourself first before asking for the other's name?