Chapter 19: Tenderness makes an appearance

She had disappeared inside a building and he made his way into the foyer, the interior dim after the intense sunlight. She had gone. Into one of six lifts. Which floor? Which office? He couldn't search them all. He walked over to the floor directory. Twenty floors. It took a while to read and he was familiar with several firms' names. One held his attention. William T Hall Advertising, on the twelfth. So. That would make sense of lunch. But not Cairns. Back on the street he called Directory inquiries then rang the number given.

'Good afternoon, William T Hall Advertising, Bridget speaking. May I help you?'

'Would you give me Noel Valentine's direct number please.'

'Certainly sir. Would you like me to put you through?'

'No thanks. I'll do it myself.'

Bingo.