Sophia was eager to meet with the new mayor of Romala. And reassure him of her pledge to stay two weeks or until she found a workable solution. Her headache increased with intensity. She popped two pills into her mouth, grabbed a water bottle, and exited the condo. She hailed a hovercraft, which stopped.
“Let me help you with your bag, Dr. McFadden.”
She glanced at the slender man inside and grinned. “Thank you, but I will keep my attaché. How do you know me?”
“Doctor, they briefed us this morning.”
“I see. City Hall, please.” So, people are aware of her arrival. But his cheery smile unnerved her, and someone had individuals watching her movements.
Without another word, he opened the door for her, dashed to the front, and pressed the console screen as the hovercraft lifted and sped off toward the town center.
“Do you want me to wait for you once you finish your business?”
“No, I will find a ride back. Thanks.”
“I didn’t know the city hall was six blocks from the hotel. I could have walked.”
“No, doctor. They instructed me to fly you to your meeting.”
“Oh.” Someone sent him to scare me. She reasoned. “I need to check my notes since I am early for the appointment. You don’t mind if I stay in the vehicle?”
“No, be my guest and relax. May I get you a cup of coffee?”
“Yes, coffee sounds wonderful. Let me give you money for the coffee.”
“No, doctor. I have complimentary coffee in the craft. What is your flavor?”
“Well, they equipped you with the essentials. Caramel Macchiato is my favorite if you have the blend.”
“Of course, I have the blend. Give me a few minutes to prepare your drink.” He went to work to ready the sweet-savory drink of vanilla and caramel. A pop-up barista bar slid out from the dashboard. He tapped the console, and a miniature refrigerator swung out from under the bar. The driver stacked the fridge with food and beverages.
“The shorelines are magnificent. I didn’t expect them to be free of debris and white. Do people still fish in the gulf?” She wrote notes on her tablet. Her surprise at a coffee deli inside the hovercraft was brilliant.
“Not anymore.” He grumbled. The being poured the milk into the cup and crosshatched a caramel drizzle pattern on top. He turned and smiled at the lovely tan woman.
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