@sinclairpriya
Date: September 2019 Location: Lurie Garden
Abel caught his breath, fresh from an early morning run as he waved off the guards that followed him-- a necessity nowadays that even he can’t argue his way out of. The men were thankful for the respite and the consigliere continued on the garden path. The Millennium Park was still a neutral territory, but unlike last time, Abel stayed away from the usually congested Cloud Gate and went straight to the Lurie Garden. Its walls offered sanctuary, a secret right out in the open while so many people passed it by, preferring the sheen and glimmer of the metal sculpture. But not him.
And not Priya Sinclair either, it seemed.
He looked around, hand slowly reaching for the Beretta Pico concealed around his waist, but when he realized that she was alone, Abel stood down, if only for a moment. He wasn’t sure what to say, or if he should say anything at all; her younger sister had just been murdered and the loss of a family member was always heartbreaking, but she was a Sinclair and had this been a year or so prior, there would be no need for comforting words.
“You won't find it here,” Abel finally remarked. “Whatever it is you’re looking for.“ Priya Sinclair would not find solace in the gardens, and if her guards were nowhere close, then she might as well be on her way to meet her sister.
