Lost and Found

Chapter 2

Setting foot in Heathrow airport wasn't a first for Sara. Many times before she had been there and it came in handy now that she and Camille had to rush towards the exit. Their plane had had a delay and now they were late. They would go to their hotel room first to drop off their bags and freshen up a bit before heading to the office of Vogue UK.

They would haul a cab that would take them to the city centre, which shouldn't take them more than forty-five minutes if the traffic was doable. If there was less traffic than expected, they could catch up with lost time a bit, but neither Sara nor Camille were counting on it.

"I can't believe we are going to be late."

"I can't believe they rescheduled the meeting to this afternoon, like two hours after we would have arrived. Thank goodness the hotel is a five-minute walk away, or it would have been a disaster. Now, with a bit of luck, the meeting will be pushed back two hours rather than more." They climbed into a cab and gave him the address of the hotel, situated next to Hannover Square, where the Vogue office was located as well.

When they arrived at the hotel, they quickly took their key-cards from the friendly receptionist and headed to the elevator. The hotel rooms they would be staying in were more luxurious than Sara was used to and there was a little note on the pillow.

'Welcome to London! We hope you have a great stay. If you need anything, call me.

Andrea'

Underneath a number was written. The handwriting was curvy and elegant. Sara placed it back down when she heard a knock on the door. Camille was done putting away her bags and was now standing in front of hers.

"Did you get a note?" Camille didn't seem to mind letting the meeting be delayed a couple of minutes more. "It is so sweet. I wonder who this Andrea is."

"Me too." Sara took her camera. "Let's go. After the meeting, we are going to go into the city. I really need a few pictures from London."

"Obviously." Together, Sara and Camille left the hotel for Vogue UK. The office was tidy and modern, but the people filling the rooms made it feel cosier. Some people were chatting with each other and the sound of multiple people typing away on their laptops and computers filled the area.

"Ah, you must be from France." The woman who had walked up to Camille and Sara frowned. "I'm sorry, let me rephrase that: you must be from the French department. I'm Andrea." The woman was pretty, her dark skin was flawless and her long black curly hair seemed as though it had been put into place without any effort.

"Ah, you're Andrea! Thank you for the sweet note! But yes, we are from France!" Sara extended her hand. "My name is Sara Dubois. It's lovely to meet you." Camille introduced herself as well and Andrea walked them towards the conference room. People were already sitting there.

"Thank you so much for pushing the meeting back a bit, we had a bit of trouble with our flight here." Sara smiled at Andrea and sat down on the chair she had been assigned to. She pulled out her notebook and pen and within an hour, Sara had filled five pages with notes.

"We will continue tomorrow. Camilla, Sara, thank you, have a great evening."

"Camille." Anton, the head of the meeting frowned, but a smile played around his lips.

"That sounds so much more French." They laughed. Camille was used to the French stereotypes whenever she would go on a business trip.

"We will see you guys tomorrow," Sara said as she picked up her bag with her camera on top and she and Camille left the conference room.

"Are you going to take some pictures?" Andrea, who had walked out after the two employees of the French department asked.

"Yeah, we wanted to go by some iconic places. Can you recommend some?" Camille rolled her eyes.