As they passed through the arrivals gate, a man held up a sign with their name on it. The man wore a black suit and appeared to be middle-aged. August and Julie nodded their heads to let the man know that they were the people expected.
“Welcome to Parris!” The man said, with a French accent. "My name is Saymon Durant." He held out his hand.
“Nice to meet you, Saymon. I'm August Crane and this is my wife, Julie Crane, as you may have guessed, of course.” August spoke and shook the man's hand. Then Julie did the same and just smiled.
“I will accompany you to the hotel and I will be rresponsible forr answerring any and all questions you may have about the city.” Saymon said.
He led them to a luxury car and opened the back door of the vehicle for the two of them to get in. August stood by
