The architect's name was Sofia, and she arrived on Wednesday morning in paint-stained linen trousers and the specific creative confidence of someone who had designed everything from corporate plazas to private race circuits and had opinions about all of them.
She also arrived with a child-sized safety harness in her bag, because Lucian had apparently specified in the project brief that the client's six-year-old daughter would be present at the design consultation and had opinions about curve radius, and Sofia was not a woman who left variables unaccounted for.
Trisha's face when Sofia produced the harness and explained that she would be walking the site with them to assess the space firsthand was the specific expression of someone receiving confirmation that the world occasionally worked
