Mrs. Rivers came through the doors completely naked and entirely unbothered by it, the way she had been the first time I met her. Ten ability users followed close behind, fanning out near the entrance into a deliberate, intimidating formation.
She crossed the room alone and sank gracefully onto the sofa opposite us, her breasts settling with the motion, legs parting slightly before she adjusted her posture.
"Look who it is." Her eyes found me first. "Abram. Nice seeing you again."
"Nice seeing you too, Mrs. Rivers."
"Lisa." She turned to Melissa, the shortening of the name carrying deliberate weight. "A pleasure that you've finally decided to visit." Her smile stayed perfectly in place. "And you've come with a young man who happened to be a close friend of my late son."
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Rivers," Melissa said.
