“No. Just slow getting started this morning.”
“And you’re cell phone was off. I don’t like to be late,” Olivia complained. “I didn’t wanna be late and make a bad impression.”
“We’re not late.”
“We’re not?”
“You have to have an appointment to be late,” Garrett informed his associate as he entered Marcus’s inner office.
“But you said—”
“Good morning, Janise.”
“Good morning, Garrett,” Janise said and stood up.
“Is he in?”
“He has a client, but I’ll let him know you’re here. And you must be Olivia Wayne,”
Janise said and came from behind her desk. “I was just on my way to get you, Ms. Wayne.”
Yeah, sure you were. Olivia extended her hand. “Olivia, please.”
“I’m Janise Bond, Mr. Douglas’s assistant,” she said and shook Olivia’s hand. “Garrett, why don’t you and Ms. Wayne have a seat in the conference room? I’ll let Marcus know you’re waiting.”
“Thanks, Janise,” Garrett said as Olivia followed him to the conference room. It wasn’t too long before Marcus joined them.
“How’s it going, Garrett?” Marcus asked as soon as he came in the room. Once he shook Garrett’s hand, he turned to Olivia. “And you must be Ms. Wayne.”
Olivia extended her hand. “Olivia, please.”
“Olivia it is then. Garrett tells me good things about you. Please have a seat.”
“We’re not going to take up a lot of your time, Marcus. I wanted to introduce the two of you. Give you a chance to establish a reporting system.”
“Right,” Marcus said and turned to Olivia. “So, I assume Garrett has told you about the case.”
“He has. And actually, I have pictures and some information for you,” Olivia said, holding up an envelope.
“Really. I like the way this one works, Garrett.”
“What I tell you,” Garrett said proudly.
“Show me what you got?” Marcus said, reaching for the envelope. Marcus took out the pictures.
“I’ve attached a complete report and all the pictures are time stamped, of course.”
“Of course,” Marcus said as he took out the pictures.
“That is Scott Daniels,” Olivia said and took out her notes. “That’s a shot of him entering the Oceanaire Seafood Room. That next one is of him having lunch with a woman. The next is of them entering the Ritz Carlton together, entering and leaving the elevator and next is a good night kiss at her car and there’s one of her entering a condo on North Avenue. The rest are just general shots of them all hugged up with each other. I’ve tentatively identified the female as Abril Arrington.”
“Tentatively? Why tentatively?”
“I say tentative because of the way I identified her,” Olivia answered.
“How was that?” Marcus asked.
“I followed the woman after she left the restaurant to the condos. She went to the mailbox, trashed the junk mail, and then I followed her to her building and watched which unit she went in. Once I had the address, I went back to the trashcan at the mailbox and went though the items until I found the ones that matched the unit she went in.”