Where is Mr. Leonard?


Janie’s pinched voice echoed through the grand entry.

This wasn’t the first time Mr. Leonard had forgotten their appointment. Frankly, Janie was becoming quite annoyed with his absent-mindedness. She pulled back her sleeve to check the time on her watch, gave it a couple of quick taps, and let out a heavy sigh. They were always behind schedule.

Janie had let herself in, as was usually the case these days. Mr. Leonard recently laid off most of his help and patience was not in her nature. Yet, here she was, her arms crossed and anxiously tapping her boot against the marble floor…waiting.