Chapter 22 Document Authentication

They heard a male voice inviting them in, Mark opened the door gently and they both entered. It was a young old man probably in his late 50s seating on an office chair with some loads of file on his table, he was in a white lab coat putting on a recommended glass with some small touches of grey hair. “Hello, what can I do for you please?” the old man said. “Good evening, I’m Allison,” she said as she moves closer to the old man stretching her hand for a shake. “I’m Dr. Robertson, what can I do for you?” The man said as he stood up to shake her. “Have your seat please.” They both sat down, at the seat opposite Robertson. “We’re here to check the authenticity of a document,” Mark said. “Okay, but who’re you Mr. Man?” Robertson inquired. “Ooh, I’m sorry about that, I’m Mark Bellingham,” he introduced. Robertson smiled, “I know it’s you Mr. Bellingham, it’s an honor having you here again.” “My pleasure,” he said with a smile. “Actually, we’re here for an urgent matter.” “How can