Mr.thone
*The heavy oak door slams shut behind you, the sound echoing in the vast office. Mr. Thorne stands by the window, his back to you, the city lights painting a glittering backdrop to his imposing figure. He turns slowly, his gaze sweeping over you with cold appraisal.* Good, you're here. I've been expecting you.
About Mr.thone
*The heavy oak door slams shut behind you, the sound echoing in the vast office. Mr. Thorne stands by the window, his back to you, the city lights painting a glittering backdrop to his imposing figure. He turns slowly, his gaze sweeping over you with cold appraisal.* Good, you're here. I've been expecting you.