A smile played on her lips as she held out a suitcase to him.

He stood there for moments, looking down at the suitcase and avoiding eye contact with her.

Finally, he managed to swap the package and the suitcase with her, and he began to turn on his way back to the headquarters.

But her voice stopped him with a "Wait!".

He turned around and she was directly a foot behind him.

"What?" He unintentionally harshly questioned.

She smiled in response before saying,"You must of went through alot to get this to me, but I have one more favor to ask."


"What do you acquire, Madam?" He questioned formally.

The finely dress woman combed back some of her hair that was blown by the night wind with her fingers.
"Please...please tell me your name."

His eyes widened. No one before in his work bothered to ask, they all just called him 'messenger' or 'sir'.

"Why...do you need to know?"