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could walk there with plenty of time to spare.
    F ive o’clock, she grabbed her bag and jacket and went to the ladies’. Everyone else was straight out the door, so she was in there on her own. She started to apply her eye make-up and lipstick. She didn’t want it to look too much and chose blended browns and blues, and a pale pink for her lips. Her hair was still in place and she stood back and turned this way and that in the mirror. It would have to do.
    Her phone vibrated, it was a text from Gary.
    “Hi babe, sorry something has come up at work so won’t be home till late. Will text if anything changes. Love you and take care xxx.”
    That was even better; she wouldn’t have to explain too much as why she was late home. She texted back, “Love you too, not to worry, going for a drink after work so see you later. Alexxx.”
     
    Her heart was pounding as neared the hotel, get a grip try not to over-think this . She checked her watch as she arrived at the hotel, 5.20 pm; she had time for a quick drink at the bar to steady her nerves. She looked around the lobby, not many people, so she went to the reception desk.
    “Hello I have a meeting here at 5:30, my name is Alex Sterling.”
    The lady behind the desk looked at her and smiled, could she tell why Alex was there?
    “Yes Ms Sterling, we were expecting you please wait in our bar. Mr Briggs hasn’t arrived yet. There has been a tab opened up for you while you wait.”
    Alex said “thank you” and went to the bar, hmmm Mr Briggs, so her meeting was with a man, she wasn’t sure who she had been expecting this meeting to be with .
    “Hi I’ve been told to wait here for Mr Briggs,” she said to the young man behind the bar.
    “Yes Madame what would like to drink? ”
    “A glass of white wine please.” Alex responded.
    The young man poured her a large glass and said, “You look like you need this.”
    “ You could say that,” she said and took a sip. She hadn’t even noticed how dry her mouth was, the wine was cool and crisp, it really hit the spot. She turned to look around the bar, it was now quite busy with people chatting and laughing, relaxing after work. Then she noticed a man enter the bar, was this Mr Briggs? He was tall and well built, this man clearly worked out, his head was shaved and he had stubble across his top lip and chin. He was coming towards her carrying a box. This had to be Mr Briggs .
    “ Ms Sterling,” he held out his free hand, she took it and while shaking it corrected him.
    “ Mrs Sterling, are you Mr Briggs?”
    “Excuse me, yes, Mrs Sterling. Yes I’m Mr Briggs and I will be your driver for the evening.”
    “Driver!? But I thought the interview was going to be here?” she tried not to sound too alarmed, but nothing had been mentioned about getting in a car, perhaps this was part of the ‘interview’. Mr Briggs didn’t reply, he just held out the box.
    “This is for you, don’t open it until we’re in the car, please follow me when you’re ready,” he looked at the half empty glass. Without thinking twice, she took the box, downed the remaining contents of the glass, and stood up.
    “Eager to get started then , I see,” Mr Briggs smiled and turned and walked back towards the reception, she placed the empty glass on the bar and followed him.
    Mr Briggs opened the door of a black stretched limo parked outside. She couldn’t believe it.
    “ Please get in Mrs Sterling. Once inside you may open the box. There are some more instructions for you to follow,” he said.
    Alex climbed inside and sat down, Mr Briggs closed the door behind her. She heard the engine start and then they were moving. She looked at the box, it was dark purple with the logo of the cat and shield on it.
    She took the lid off, inside there was a note and a blindfold; she touched the blindfold, it was made of soft black silk. It reminded her of that night in the hotel room with Gary. She picked up the note and unfolded it.
     
    Good Evening Ms