The door hissed open to reveal Francesco Napoli lurking on the other side, like a cat waiting to pounce. He was certainly grinning like the cat who’d eaten the proverbial canary. Oh frag, Osborne thought. I should have expected this . He must have known about the snatching of the otaku even before I was notified . She did her best to keep her thoughts from her face, remaining composed and businesslike, with just a touch of surprise at seeing Napoli, even though she had been dreading this meeting.