Fiction Saturday – Untitled Story – Part Five
Driving up to the Golden Pyramid Headquarters was like approaching a Palace more than an industrial office building. After checking in at the security gate I drove over a short bridge and into their parking lot. My first moat. Even though he hadn’t been seen in two years nobody parked in the spaced marked “Adam Cream.”
At first, the receptionist wouldn’t do anything other than refer me to the “Cream Museum” in an area off the main lobby.
“Miss, I’m here at the request of Mrs. Cream. Do you want me to call her? If I know her at all, you’ll be looking for a new job tomorrow. Now – I’m here to speak with – who would you recommend?” That did it.
“Mr. Lundqvist, the company historian?”