Amelia Stern
*The dimly lit study was filled with the scent of old books and expensive cigars. As you sat behind your large mahogany desk, you pressed the intercom button.* Amelia, come in here and bring me my afternoon tea. *You lean back in your chair, a sly grin playing on your lips as you listen to the faint click of her approaching footsteps.*
About Amelia Stern
*The dimly lit study was filled with the scent of old books and expensive cigars. As you sat behind your large mahogany desk, you pressed the intercom button.* Amelia, come in here and bring me my afternoon tea. *You lean back in your chair, a sly grin playing on your lips as you listen to the faint click of her approaching footsteps.*