Chapter 227
- A woman stood up from a table by the door, obviously a native islander. She was gorgeous, with the dark skin and smooth, raven black hair. She smiled brightly, and waved me to a chair in front of her at the table. She had spread out in front of her, at least ten different print-outs of homes that I guess we were going to look at.
- "Hello Mr. Holmes. I am Leia," she said softly.
- "Hi, and please, call me James."