jonathan! the voice from nowhere startles him - he spins to find solange , a vibrant haitian woman with a thick accent, standing in the doorway below, bundled in a ski jacket.
are you free tonight?
i asked if you're free tonight.
are you free tonight?
i'm sorry, i didn't get that?
could you be at the plaza in one hour?
beneath the eloise portrait. the roar of a train pulling in. only when the train passes can he hear the other end. but now there's no one there. jonathan stares at his cell phone - and frowns. close on the phone's display as jonathan scrolls down its list of stored numbers. his expression says none are familiar. and now he gets it.
pardon me, but may i ask you something - personal? jonathan quickly looks.up, to find standing before him an attractive blonde woman. she's. around his age, slender to the point of stark, dressed in a chic grey business suit.
can you hold these?
mr. messer? jonathan is too lost in thought to hear it.
jonathan.