Dark Moon Walking
“He headed down to the waterfront. There was a café in the lobby of the hotel that he had checked out yesterday and it would be perfect for his needs. It provided a clear view of the elevators leading to the office tower above, and he could see out through the wide glass windows to the east side of the convention center. Wearing a black gabardine raincoat over a pin-striped gray suit, black wingtips, and white button-down shirt, he was indistinguishable from the hundreds of other businessmen heading out for a day at the office. The fact that the place would be swarming with security people was almost a plus.
Sitting in the café sipping his coffee, Nasiri let his gaze wander along the outer perimeter of the conference center, where early-morning joggers and eager tourists braved the fine mist of rain that silvered the city and the waters beyond. It was an impressive building, big and solid yet somehow delicate. Angled windows on the prow front were cantilevered out over Burrard Inle...t, and the curving planes of the living roof blended with the treed expanse of Stanley Park immediately to the west.MoreLess
Sitting in the café sipping his coffee, Nasiri let his gaze wander along the outer perimeter of the conference center, where early-morning joggers and eager tourists braved the fine mist of rain that silvered the city and the waters beyond. It was an impressive building, big and solid yet somehow delicate. Angled windows on the prow front were cantilevered out over Burrard Inle...t, and the curving planes of the living roof blended with the treed expanse of Stanley Park immediately to the west.MoreLess
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