"Heading out for a blind date?"
Four pairs of eyes turned towards the voice.
A security guard opened the building's main entrance, and a figure emerged from inside.
The newcomer was tall and clad in a long black trench coat, cinched at the waist, emphasizing a slender waist that seemed to be within easy grasp. A matching felt hat adorned the head, under which sunglasses partially obscured the face, revealing a trace of exceptional beauty, and a scarf wrapped around beneath.
Composed and elegant.
Nora Scott.
Pedro Langley's brow furrowed slightly.
As she walked up to Pedro Langley's side, she paused, took her hand out of her pocket, and with two fingers hooked the arm of her sunglasses, pulling them down to rest loosely on her delicate nose, revealing eyes that held a concealed hint of a smile, eyes harboring vast galaxies, brilliant and bright.
Pedro Langley stared at her intently, seeing no sign of anything amiss in her eyes.
