"So you'll be her translator?"Leo asked Eva

"Yes."

"Okay? Please sit"

How did she not know this was his company? She asked herself several times, her mind was long gone she just let Eva complete the meeting.

On the other hand Leo kept staring at her, he felt he knew her somewhere, her voice sounded just like his wife's, her body, her stature.

He stared at her hair, then her neck to the little chain around her neck which he recognized, EMILY was bodly written on it, Maureen has the same neck chain. He'd given it to her.

Even her fragrance smelt like his wife he'd never mistake her for...