The person walks to the other side of the table pulls out a chair and takes a seat. When their eyes finally meet Tasha was shocked to see that it was a woman.

”Hello Tasha.”

Tasha didn’t respond as she was trying to figure out just who the woman was and how did she know her name.

”Relax, I don’t bite.”

The woman speaking picking up on Tasha’s demeanor knew that Tasha was not the type of woman you wanted to mess with or run into in a dark alley at night. There was no guard present in the room with her so if Tasha wanted to jump over the desk and beat her ass there was nothing to stop her. Feeling the negative vibes from Tasha she thought it would be best to explain to her who she was and fast.

”I apologize for the late summons but I just had to meet my superhero in person.”

”Who are you and how do you know me?”

”We have a lot in common you and me, ”the woman says still not wanting to identify who she was.

Tasha didn’t respond.

”My name is Chris.”

”And you know me how?”

”I’m Cleas ex-wife.”

Hearing Cleas name subconsciously Tasha clinches both of her fist.

”Well actually one of her ex-wives.”

”So I guess you’re here to tell me you’re going to press additional charges against me well if that’s the case then you’re wasting your fucking time you could have written that shit down on a post it note and left it at the front desk.”

Damn this woman plays no games Chris thought to herself.

”Tasha I think you misunderstood me I said that Clea was my ex-wife……she’s my ex for a reason.”

”Look, I could give two fucks about Clea, ”Tasha says starting to get agitated.

”Then what is it you do care about…….Alice perhaps?”

”How the fuck do you know about Alice, ”Tasha was beyond pissed at this point she was two seconds away from giving Chris that Little Giants Icebox treatment.

”I don’t know her and never met her—– but what I do know is defending her honor is the reason why you are sitting here.

The anger that was building in Tasha had now subsided a bit.