Post by larissa on Feb 20, 2009 10:20:09 GMT -5
It was a nice day, the sky blue and the wind calm so Larissa decided to have breakfast in one of those nice outdoor cafés where she could relax, have some traditional American style breakfast and read the morning papers. She had only been in the States a few days on her business trip, a very private business trip as what she was looking into was bound to ruffle some feathers of some very powerful people in the world of genetic research.
She had ordered her food, something light and was currently sitting by herself with a newspaper in hand reading this mornings headlines, the news. It was amazing how different Americans take their news; it was quite something to read. Her eyes were shielded behind shades, it was quite sunny even this early in the morning, her stomach starving as she could smell the food working its way out and it was torture.
Suddenly she heard the seat opposite her being pulled out and someone sitting rather non stealth in front of her and she didn’t move her paper, or flinch she just flipped to the next page and softly opened her lips, “What can I do for you?” She didn’t know who it was but she had a feeling whoever this was knew who she was and wanted to discuss something related to her father’s business dealings which she was now investigating. The fact that most of the other tables were empty only supported this conclusion. It would normally have someone worried but Lara wasn’t, she had a special secret.
She had ordered her food, something light and was currently sitting by herself with a newspaper in hand reading this mornings headlines, the news. It was amazing how different Americans take their news; it was quite something to read. Her eyes were shielded behind shades, it was quite sunny even this early in the morning, her stomach starving as she could smell the food working its way out and it was torture.
Suddenly she heard the seat opposite her being pulled out and someone sitting rather non stealth in front of her and she didn’t move her paper, or flinch she just flipped to the next page and softly opened her lips, “What can I do for you?” She didn’t know who it was but she had a feeling whoever this was knew who she was and wanted to discuss something related to her father’s business dealings which she was now investigating. The fact that most of the other tables were empty only supported this conclusion. It would normally have someone worried but Lara wasn’t, she had a special secret.