Chapter 181: Alphas, Part 7

Richard

The Threesome arrives, Michael holding Charlotte’s hand, James following, storm clouds behind his eyes.

Elizabeth, ever the good hostess, rises to greet them as Ross shows them in. “Hello, Michael,” she smiles at him. “Hello Charlotte, James.”

“Hi, Beth, lovely to see you.” Michael releases his hold on Charlotte for a brief moment then takes Elizabeth by the shoulders, gives her a quick peck on the cheek and backs away, returning to his contact with Charlotte.

James, unusually for him, though understandably enough, is quiet.

He knows he could be in deep shit…

What would the actual charge be? Procurement?

I am beginning to realise that Michael is seldom a talker, so his silence is less noticeable. And while I notice that her glance drifts occasionally towards him, Elizabeth is an absolute star, keeping Charlotte talking with chit-chat and inconsequential gossip.