Sara pulled her truck up to the front of Nymia’s building, expecting to see a valet or two waiting for her but didn’t see anyone there. She raised an eyebrow, “That’s weird, I texted Nym before I got changed outta that dress, she should have told someone by now.” She shrugged a bit and hopped out of the truck and knocked on the front door.

The Valet who had seen her off noticed and smiled and walked over to the door with a bit of pep to his step and opened the door ...