Tuesday evening, four days later
Mason brushed his fingers over the pocket with the envelope in it. Summer heat made the sidewalk below him almost unbearable. He paused for a moment to miss the lush green of encroaching Algonquin and just as quickly shook his head to dispel the mental image. He still wore his suit, which wasn’t helping with the gathering sweat between his shoulder blades by any means, but the office was always overly-air-conditioned and the auto-start on the car ensured the interior would be blessedly cool whenever he got to it. If he hurried, he’d only have to be out in the sweltering city heat for a few short moments.
The building looked the same though not quite so deserted as it had the first time around. When he got the inviting smile and cheerful “hello there” from
