waiting in Rhiannon's mailbox... Monday afternoon
Bright and early Monday morning a well paid messenger delivered a pale purple envelope. It was addressed to Miss Mackenzie and contained an invitation to lunch with Tristan's mother. The messenger left it at the desk with security, having been assured it would make it to her mailbox without problem.
His mother's request was set for Thursday afternoon, noon sharp, with the promise of sending a driver to NOIR so she would neither be lost nor late. The lack of phone number showed the woman's confidence the appointment would not be canceled.