Interview (6) – Meeting the Doctor

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The door opened and Anastasia stepped into the room and then stepped to one side of the doorway, waving her arm indicating that someone outside should enter.

“Hello again Mr Gray. I’m sorry we have kept you. Let me introduce you to Dr Medinger, the leader of our company.”

The figure who stepped into the room could be described as distinctive. He was a tall man, definitely over six feet wearing a smart light grey suit. What made him unusual was his face, and particularly his skin. His white hair receded from his high forehead. He had a dark olive complexion which seemed to have a peculiar, almost greenish hue.

“I am Medinger. I am pleased to meet you Mr Grey.” he said, with a clipped German accent. He extended a huge hand in greeting. As Jim grasped it firmly, he noticed that Medinger’s palm was coarse, like a labourer’s.

Medinger walked to the console table and poured a cup of coffee for himself, and without asking poured made a cup of tea for Anastasia.

“Please be seated. We will start our conversation in here” he said, indicating two of the sofas.

Jim sat in the seat facing the fireplace, Anastasia in the sofa to his left. Without speaking, Medinger placed the cup of black tea to the table in front of Anastasia, nodded his head in what might have been a bow and then seated himself in the seat in front of the window.

Jim found the seating arrangements slightly awkward. Medinger’s head was almost silhouetted buy the winter sunlight which lit his white hair from behind and produced a peculiar halo effect. There was also no way that he could have both of these people in his field of vision at the same time. He had to look at either one of them, or the other, never both. It made him feel uneasy.

(Part of the “Tyson” project: 15th January 2017 – 315 words)