The next morning, Norma waited at the restaurant, her gaze fixed outside the long glass window. The streets were slowly coming alive as people hurried past, but her attention remained distant, her mind occupied with thoughts she could not quite silence.
A voice suddenly broke through her thoughts.
"It seems you have arrived earlier than scheduled."
Norma turned her head as Anna pulled out the chair across from her and sat down at the table.
"Why did you want to meet me?" Anna asked, watching Norma with meaningful eyes.
Norma narrowed her gaze slightly, clearly displeased by Anna's bluntness. She had not been like this when they first met in the lift. Back then Anna had appeared polite, almost cautious with her words. But as time passed and Norma attempted to intimidate her again and again, Anna's behavior toward her had slowly begun to change.
