This calculated secrecy rested on her conviction that established presence would ultimately compel familial acceptance.
Standing amid the hushed elegance of the VIP arrivals section, Colleen powered up her device and discovered Hadley’s message awaiting her attention.
“Colleen, apologies for the sudden change. Unforeseen circumstances prevent my arrival as planned! My brother has graciously volunteered as a substitute. Exceedingly approachable, he’ll provide any assistance required.”
The message concluded with Brady’s image attached for identification purposes.
Upon studying the photograph, Colleen’s eyebrow arched appreciatively. “The familial resemblance is undeniable…”
Hadley’s renowned beauty evidently extended to her male sibling—genetic fortune had bestowed equally striking features upon this handsome young man.
At that precise moment, her phone rang.
An unrecognized sequence of digits illuminated her screen.
Colleen’s intuition immediately suggested Hadley’s sibling as the likely caller. She tapped the accept button and raised the device to her ear.
“Hello?”
“Hello?” The masculine voice resonated through the connection.
As anticipated, Brady’s voice confirmed her assumption. “Am I speaking with Miss Hayes? I’m Brady, Hadley’s brother. My sister has…”
“I’m already informed,” Colleen interjected, amusement warming her tone. “Hadley’s message arrived moments ago.”
“Ah, excellent,” he responded, audible relief coloring his words.
Brady continued apologetically, “The assignment reached me with minimal notice—insufficient time to prepare a proper greeting placard. What’s your current location?”
He hastily supplemented, “For reference, I’m positioned at the VIP arrivals exit. My height approaches six feet two, I’m attired in a contrasting white shirt and black trousers, and I’ll visibly signal with my right arm…”
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Armed with this detailed portrait, Colleen scanned her surroundings and immediately identified a towering figure nearby, his back currently presented to her position.
Certainty crystallized—this was undoubtedly her designated escort.
With measured steps, she approached him, device still pressed to her ear. “I believe I’ve located you.”
“Have you? From which direction?” he inquired eagerly.
“Simply turn and confirm for yourself,” she suggested with gentle amusement.
With swift compliance, the statuesque form pivoted to face her.
Visual confirmation dispelled any lingering uncertainty—Brady stood before her.
Colleen’s features softened into a welcoming smile as she lifted her phone in a brief salutation. “Greetings.”
“Oh,” Brady appeared briefly transfixed, a fleeting disorientation crossing his features before he finally managed to say, “Hello, Miss Hayes.”
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