Location coordinates were sent along with a text from BoundaryKeeper. The fact that I am at all disappointed that it was not some sort of follow up from the Alpha who I haven't texted back about dinner yet… sucks.
BK: [Meeting location above. 9:45 PM. Will book a private room under your name.]
> I suppose we should deal with one benefactor at a time. Technically I promised this person first. And I… I don't think I can deal with meeting with Ms. Voss. <
Thinking of her name professionally like that should have felt disconnecting, but all I could picture was how the name means 'fox' - and a hand in a photo teaching me a gesture from this world.
Sliding the phone back into my pocket, I start walking again. The section of downtown these apartments are in? Is very clean, very nice, and has a light presence of werewolves.
