Jade

They found a cab quite fast and soon enough they were whisked away to Chris's Lambeth flat. He made polite conversation, noting the weather, mentioning the quality of th ebeer he'd had. Nothing deep and certainly nothing scandalous. And when they were let out and he'd paid he motioned for Jade to follow. The building was low, just two stories, and Chris was on the ground floor.

He opened the door and the place was clean and orderly to an extreme. There was no dust anywhere. Everything was in its place- everyting level and square and equidistant. It wasn't cluttered in the main room but a peek into the first open door showed an office that was just as compulsively clean.

"Can I get you a drink? Tea? Scotch?" he asked.