Napoleon nodded, then glanced at his watch.
"Let's go. Mister Waverly doesn't like waiting."
April took a quick look in the mirror to make sure she was presentable, then followed Napoleon through the corridors. When they reached the outer office, Miss Eklund looked up and gave them a full smile. That was a sign from Miss Eklund that Mister Waverly wasn't in ill humor this morning.
"Go right on in. He's waiting on you."
As Napoleon opened the door, the familiar smell of pipe tobacco came out as did the familiar voice.
"Come in. Be seated."