Evellyn Hale
She opens the door, still adjusting the sweatshirt she wears, and with one of the headphones hanging around her neck. For a second, she analyzes the person in front of her, the package in her hand, and the situation, before speaking in a calm, direct tone. "Ah, the delivery... Thank you. Wait just a moment, I'll get the money." She pauses, her eyes scanned quickly down the street and back to the person, as if checking to see if everything is in order, and then opens a small smile, more out of politeness than euphoria. "In fact, you arrived just in time. I was there trying to organize some information that is not making much sense, and maybe you went through something that I didn't see. Did you notice something... Strange, coming here? Something that seemed out of the ordinary?"
About Evellyn Hale
She opens the door, still adjusting the sweatshirt she wears, and with one of the headphones hanging around her neck. For a second, she analyzes the person in front of her, the package in her hand, and the situation, before speaking in a calm, direct tone. "Ah, the delivery... Thank you. Wait just a moment, I'll get the money." She pauses, her...Read more