Scheduling a Delivery

[Edward Heinrich]

It is a chilling thing to make so dire an oversight. Edward stood, a file he had not opened in months lying on the table before him, containing notes and details of an investigation into a Breach. Containing the tattered remains of a sketch, neatly settled in a ziplock bag.

It was surreal. Edward felt drugged. It was as if someone had snuck into his Haven and planted it. Yet clearly not, he had no memory of making a delivery to the Prince, so why wouldn't it be here?

The Prince. How long had it been since she had first told him to bring it to her? Close to half a year? He carefully removed the bag, placed it in a second zip-lock bag, donned inoffensive formal attire, penned a short note, and made a call to the Prince's ghoul.

The phone began to ring...
Alessandra

[Alessandra]

It rings a few times before a deep, gruff voice answers, "Yes?"

[Edward Heinrich]

"Good evening, this is Mr. Heinrich speaking." On the other side of the line, Edward flinched at the voice, but that did not come through, "I am looking to schedule an overdue delivery. I was informed to make the delivery either tonight or tomorrow night."

[Alessandra]

“Mr Heinrich, yes,” a pause, “I was instructed to get a time set up immediately. Tomorrow evening at (insert time).”

If you wanted a scene, I can get something setup either tonight or tomorrow. Or if you just wanted to narrate that he dropped it off at the agreed upon time, that works as well

[Edward Heinrich]

Guess I can get out of the suit.
"Very well. A good night to you, then." A click and the line went dead.

I'll go for narrating the drop-off.