“Even in our newspapers the details were fairly scant.” Pascal said, sighing softly. “But, I had a friend eMail me some clips about the accident from our Outworld newspapers. I can forward them to you. Is the eMail on your business card all right, or do you want it sent to a personal eMail instead?”
“Personal eMail would probably be better.” Avery replied, knowing that while her work eMail wasn’t regularly monitored, it would probably be weird if they were ever audited and the strange attachments came up.
“You can just type your eMail in, then. Here.” Pascal said, sliding his phone across the table to Avery.
She tapped her email address in, hit send, then slid it back over to Pascal, who poured himself a drink. They sat in silence for a few minutes, drinking the sweet liqueur, before Av
