Chapter 32 Olivia
When I arrive at the station in Brussels, I need to get my bearings. I had hoped Marie would pick me up, as was the plan all along, but she texted that it would be a great help to her if I could make my way to her place on my own. Friday late-afternoon traffic in Brussels is insane and her last operation took longer than expected. Just take an Uber, she said in her text, as though that’s all I ever do in Bonneau—as though that even exists there.
I need to find a quiet corner to take a few deep breaths as I’m reminded why I’m not a city person. Simply too much of everything. I really should ask Marie how anyone’s brain is able to process so much noise and information all at the same time. I head outside and spot a taxi rank. The line is long but that will give me time to
