Lindsey squinted at the number and tilted his head just slightly. That way, it did look like a nine. A very distorted nine. With a slightly bemused look, he balled up the paper in his hand and held out his other. "I think so."
He nodded towards the door. "Mr. Byrd was the one you spoke to over the phone but he's out of town on business, so he asked me to come over, show you around, and if you're happy, we'll see if we can't get something signed."
Small graces, at least he didn't miss the guy after running through the entire building. "I'm a senior associate at his firm. Name's Lindsey."