Chapter 40 - The Inside Joke
Lucille's POV
Armed with a potted orchid which the florist assured me is both rare and a perfect thank you gift for a woman in her mid 40s, I climb out of the taxi and head straight for the coffee shop. I might have overestimated how many hands I possess, because carrying my larger than life bag, the plant and the four coffees I bought for the meeting with Madame Paloma, is proving to be somewhat of a challenge.
“Let me help you.” I look up from trying to mentally decide how I should organise everything so I don't drop them, and see Martin assessing what he can grab to ease my load.
“Thanks.” I accept the welcomed help, because otherwise I would be arriving at the office drenched in coffee, I juts can't see how I can do it on my own.
I wait until Martin ge
