When: April 8th, 2004 Who: Richard Summerby, ? Where: Clink St. Private/Public: Private, unless it gets loud Rating: All Ages Summary: Home from another trip away
It was after mid-day when Richard rode the <i>Eurostar</i> back to London from Calais. It had taken him a while longer than he'd planned to locate a small Volvo for Lavender as well as the older Jaguar saloon he'd always wanted since he started to notice muggle automobiles. The morning had been spent finding and renting a small place to garage them not far from the train station. That, added to his extended stay in Hong Kong, had kept him away a couple of days longer than he'd planned.
He had sent Lavender a text message, giving his probable arrival time, but hadn't received anything in return. He'd written that off to her still not being really comfortable with her mobile phone. He'd been lucky enough to convince her to carry it in her purse most of the time.
He'd been careful to go through Customs on both ends, beginning to build up a muggle persona, in case it was needed with all the bad doings with Carrow and her crew. The flat was empty when he apparated into the foyer from a quiet corner of the station. Not unusual for that time of day. Richard tossed his small traveling case on his bed, and went to his 'office' area to check his email and send off a report to the new company office in Marseilles, to his father. If nobody had anything planned for dinner, there were a couple of good restaurants in walking distance, or even takeaway chicken right across the street. He just didn't feel like cooking.