It was one-thirty before Chelyan, and Mel returned to her office. Carmalinda was back from lunch and busily working away at her desk. “Hi, Carmalinda. Was anyone looking for us while we were out for lunch?”
“Nick came by maybe thirty minutes ago and Marshall called to see when you would be free. Nick asked if I could call him when you arrived, and I can also call Marshall to let him know he will be next if that’s okay with you.”
“That’s great, Carmalinda. Could you please also find me the information on our apartment building here in Springfield and the name of the property manager? I never knew it existed until Saul mentioned it.”
“Many of the folks here don’t know it exists either because we never go there, except Arthur who drives the limo over there with our prospective customers. I
