Amanda strolled out in the gardens of the club admiring the roses that were just starting to bloom. She hoped that Pierce would make contact with her soon. She was on her last row of roses to see. Next, she would head over to the golf course and take a stroll.
She knew she could do what Mr. Melrose had asked of her. She was just starting to get nervous that Lee was not going to be within ear shot.
"Don't doubt yourself now, Amanda." she said to herself.
Just as she came to the last rose bush in the garden, a man approached her-Mark Pierce.
"Jessica!" said the tall man with the sandy blonde hair.
Amanda looked at him with an expression of legitimate surprise. She knew that this is what was supposed to happen, but was surprised never the less.
"Oh! Mr. Pierce!"
"Mark, please. I am very glad to see that you made it to our rendezvous location."
He took her hand and kissed it.
Amanda smiled and nodded. She pushed the sunglasses up the bridge of her nose and hoped that Francine and Billy were listening.