[center][color=teal][h2]Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey[/h2][/color][/center]

Jess trailed behind Roxy, down the meticulously kept hallway. It all looked as different as could be to the simplicity and down-to-earth atmosphere of the garage. This was fake. Wrong. A reflection of Mr Black's superficial charm.

By one of the doors, a maid stood, smiling and curtseying when she saw them. Something about her gave Jess' mood a slight lift. It didn't take long to realise why - this wasn't her own joy, but the maid's. She clearly thought this a happy family reunion, a chance for a father and daughter to reconnect. 

Despite the dawning realisation that nobody would be on her and Roxy's side, Jess returned the genuine smile with a forced one. [color=teal]"Thanks,"[/color] she mumbled, before mentally kicking herself. She couldn't act jittery around people who trusted Mr Black. If she did, she knew the conclusion they'd jump to. They wouldn't blame the businessman, but Roxy. Straightening her back, she took on a brighter tone, or at least tried to. [color=teal]"And yep, we will."[/color]