He usually opened the office but had an appointment across the city, or so he claimed. I unlocked the place, went inside to turn off the alarm and got the office ready for the day. I was checking the roster for the day when the phone rang. "Courier Express, how may I help you?" "Carly? It's James Kent." "Good morning Dr. Kent. How are you?" "Fine, thank you, but a bit annoyed. Darius was supposed to do an early pick-up half an hour ago." "Oh, I'm so sorry. I just got in." "It's okay. Can you call him for me? This is a rather important package." "Of course, I understand. Hold on while I try to get in touch with him?" "Sure." I put him on hold and scrolled through the phone list. Darius was kind of a dim bulb, but he was usually on-time. Especially for Dr. Kent. He was a regular client who used us multiple times a week. I had no idea what kind of stuff a physician would need messengered so often, but he was nice and polite and always paid his bills on time, so it didn't really matter.
