Chapter 3 3

Brushing back a strand of hair that had fallen over his face, he looked at me with a smile.

- We have a designed kitchen, which is in the building as a prototype. - He said.

- This condo is the envy of most restaurants.

- You know there's no mistake here. - He said.

Even so, we have certain disagreements about what food is, from what he calls healthy food.

Making fried chicken dishes, using savoury foods like crushed Doritos, doesn't sound like a good substitute for breadcrumbs.

Even if I wasn't quite convinced, I waved goodbye, deciding to dodge the conversation about the kitchen, in which I can't quite agree with her alternative culinary skills, I took the elevator down to the ground floor and smiled at the doorman. when he opened the door for me.

As soon as I stepped outside, I was enveloped in the scents and sounds of Lovecraft County, inviting me to get out and explore.

Even though I wasn't just across the country from my old Amish colony in Pleasant's. _

In which it seemed to be in another world, in which two different worlds, almost alternate realities.

Where it adds up to more than opposing realities, between an almost utopian opposite and important difference - one infinitely bland and sensually lazy, the other pulsing like a living organism charged with frenetic energy.

I know that in my dreams, I never imagined myself in a charming little building in Golden Valle, but being a good girl, I ended up in Desires City.

Even if she didn't imagine, other than Adonis, I would be all alone in a huge apartment that costs more per month than most people make in a year.

Lucius, the other doorman, greeted me by doffing his cap.

- Good evening, Miss Solveig. – The doorman, who was a werewolf, asked.

- Are you going to need a taxi tonight?"

"No thanks, Lucius." I hit the floor with the shock absorbers of my gym shoes. "I'm going for a walk. – The girl said.

Then he smiled said.

- The city is cold and most of the time it rains, so it has cooled down a little now in the late afternoon. - He said.

- Even though it looked like the weather is nice. - He said.

- I was told to take advantage of the month of July, we are in the rainy season, in which before the real heat starts, this is excellent advice, Miss Solveig, do not walk during the afternoon without an umbrella. - He said.

As I walked away from the glassed-in, modern façade that somehow belied the age of the building and the neighborhood, I enjoyed the relative tranquillity of the tree-lined street before hitting the hustle and bustle of Golden Norway.

Since I still had hopes of adapting quickly, but for now I felt like a false Lovecraftian, even though I had an apartment and a job, but I still didn't feel safe enough to venture out on the subway.

That city had a misty atmosphere, it had a gloomy atmosphere, an architecture of gargoyles, between Gothic and dark style did not make your life easier, your sense of security, between entering dark purple places, even if this city had an abundance of them, the night belonged to monsters, vampires, demons, creatures of the shadows, plus a den of perverse pleasures, dark seductions.

Even though the city was also a crime mecca, a supernatural world where I hadn't gotten used to ostentatiously waving at taxis.

Being that the shops were nearby, all that with the restaurants in the business district, that's what she felt as she walked, I tried not to look impressed and astonished, but it was difficult, when there was so much to see and experience.

The sensory stimulation was dizzying, with the smell of exhaust fumes mixed with food from street vendors' carts; the shouts of street vendors, even though there was a cacophony of sounds.

Amongst the tangles to which he might have become accustomed, to which he was infiltrating the music of street artists, with the impressive variety of faces, styles, and accents, with the architectural wonders, gothic, monsters that roamed the streets among strange humans.

In which she saw the cars around her, in which my, with the frantic flow of cars, always sticking to each other, it was something I had never seen in my life.

There was always an ambulance or a squad car or a fire engine trying to cut through the stream of yellow cabs with the electronic howl of deafening sirens.

In addition to strange beings, in the gloomy atmosphere, hearses, among the pedestrians, so when the young woman who was impressed by the loud and noisy garbage trucks that darted in narrow one-way streets and the delivery men who stared at the compact mass of vehicles, with strict deadlines to meet.

After she heard about the strikes that had taken place a few months ago, the street was strangely clean due to the return of work.

True Lovecraftian didn't even notice all this, that the city was as familiar and comfortable to them as an old pair of shoes, when they didn't see the waves of steam escaping from the manholes and air vents with a romantic charm, in addition to the shadows and the places that were taken by the shadows and the austere gothic environments.

Being that they didn't even seem to notice when the ground shook under their feet as the subway passed, where unlike me, who grinned like an idiot and curled my toes, where Lovecraft County was a whole new love affair for me.

The young woman then, had been totally amazed and couldn't hide her fascination and admiration.

It took a lot of effort to maintain a nonchalant attitude as I walked to where I was going to work, even though, professionally at least, things were going my way.

The girl knew that her desire was to earn a living on my own merits, which meant starting at the bottom, even if her employees were apparently strange, kind, warm and kind.

Even if from the next morning, she would be the administrative assistant who would work twice a week with Pietro Demetrius at Patterdaemonum & Delphos, where she would be the assistant who would take documents from one of the buildings to the other for analysis to the two buildings, by Delphos, Lagertha and Patterdaemonum.

When she was going to serve as a delivery person for the largest law and business administration affiliates in the Southeast Asian regions, the three stayed on the same street, in the business region, dividing the business in partnership.

The employment agency was used for my training, since one of the tycoons of that company is the tycoon of the financial sector himself, they are those who negotiate the products of the Amish colony, it is just a favor that they paid to a priest who is a mediator of the colony business with an ancient priest.

Since that was who her mother was secretly involved with, she didn't take long to reveal, just said, that it was a simple incident in the middle of negotiations.