Finally, they pulled up to Lyle's expansive, brightly lit estate. The driver escorted her inside, and Jania appeared to guide her through the grand entryway and the lit corridors.
"He's waiting in his office," Jania whispered, giving Eira an encouraging nod before turning away.
Eira sighed, knocking on the door before slowly opening it and stepping inside, closing the door behind her.
She looked up to see Lyle standing by the window, silhouetted against the dim evening light. Dressed in all black, he stood with his back to her, staring out into the vast gardens as he swirled a drink in his hand.
"Sit," he said, his voice low and steady, though he didn't turn to face her.
Eira pursed her lips and shrugged. "I'd prefer standing."
"Check if what's on the table is everything you asked for."
She arched an eyebrow, momentarily caught off guard. "What?"