"If you saw them, you would know. Something like this cannot possibly be-"
There came the sound of the front door closing loudly and then footsteps in the foyer. Belatedly, as though it had taken too long for the sounds to reach her, she glanced over to see William coming into the drawing room. Though Farris had heard everything Dr. Nichols had said, the butler remained remarkably poised.
Curiosity and confusion played across her brother's features as he entered the room. Tamara and Dr. Nichols rose from their places.
"Hello, Tamara," William said. "I see we have a guest."
These words were said pleasantly and laden with the expectation of imminent introductions. Tamara was constantly amazed that William seemed to have none of the instincts that she felt developing within herself. He clearly had not an inkling that their visitor was not paying a social call, or here on any sort of legitimate business linked to the family. With a roll of her eyes she strode across the room.
