My meeting with Haswell concluded I check my messages. There’s none since the one in from Michael, a couple of hours old now.
she’s here….
I ponder what to do next.
Has he had long enough alone with her?
No, I’ll give them a couple more hours…
…. a quiet bar somewhere I think….
A couple of hours and several coffees later, I check my watch.
…. Should be okay by now. He’s had a reasonable time with her….
I head back to the apartment, smiling to myself as I realise that I am walking quickly….
…. I want to see you Green-Eyes….
…. and as I step through the door, even before I see her, I scent her; her glorious aroma billowing over me as I step inside.
And she’s there, beautiful as ever, smiling a welcome at me as I enter….
“Master, you look amazing.”
“Thank you, Charlotte. It goes
