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shelters himself from the snow beneath the front. He reads the four nameplates

on the villa. There are both tenants as well as commercial leases on the plate; he
looks bottom right: Thorsen & Knudsen is written on an elegant brass plaque.

He pushes the bottom and waits, a buzzer sound goes off and a voice says:

"Thorsen and Knudsen."
"Tom Halvorsen," he replies.

"Come in. We’ve been expecting you."

The door buzzes again and he pushes down the handle and walks through the
door.

"Welcome"
Beatrice has walked out to greet him. She has a tray with two cups and a small

jug balancing on one hand, and with the free hand she gives a quick handshake

and pushes the door behind him.
"Has it started snowing again?" she says as the door closed.

"Yes, it seems to be continuing, and I just want to hurry to say thank you,

because you have time to see me at such short notice," replies Tom, who has
nothing but his blazer on, so he refuses the hanger she’s trying to offer him. She

hangs it back on the rack and they continue on through the open door to her
office instead.

“I didn't have any more meetings today, so it was fine. I got a cancellation

yesterday. After this I'm going home, ”she says.
"It's a nice place to have an office." He looks around the large, oval sitting room,

which now makes for an impressive law office.

"Yes, it's not so bad"
Beatrice looks much younger than he had expected. He had thought that she

must be in her mid-fifties, but she looks more like a woman in her thirties. The

hair is strong and brown with curls, with no hint of grey splashes, and her face
round and well shaped with large hazelnut-coloured eyes, that instil security.

There are no visible wrinkles on her face, but she has two large dimples on each

side of the round cheeks; she smells of a perfume he can't place, but he knows
the scent, a blend of lavender and cedar. She looks sporty with a loose-fitting

white shirt with ruffles at the sleeves, black jeans and a pair of sturdy light suede
boots with laces that complete the image of careless elegance.