Chapter 6
Nervousness about the ‘grand unveiling’ of House of Lauré’s newest fashion line and his part in it as the face for the line, had Mark pacing the length and breadth of his apartment. The festivities were due to start in five hours at the Lauré offices. He was supposed to be there an hour before that to be prepped for his part in them.
If I don’t calm down, I’ll be a wreck by the time it all starts. He clenched and unclenched his hands repeatedly.
He knew what might help. Dressing quickly in jeans and a light-weight polo shirt, he picked up his wallet and keys from the dresser and left the apartment. Stepping out onto the sidewalk two minutes later, he thanked God that it was finally early autumn and not swelteringly hot. Pausing for a moment, he debated which way to go. Finally
