-1780 King's Court, one hour and fifteen minutes later-
By the time the fender bender had been cleared and traffic started flowing again an hour and fifteen minutes had passed and Victoria was livid. It should not have taken that long for the mess to be cleaned up, but it had taken that long for the mess to be cleaned up. Since there was no way to get back the lost time, the best she could do was make sure that there were no further delays because the head start she got from getting up early had been wiped out waiting for the fender bender to be cleared up.
Victoria pulled into the driveway of Mr. Montgomery's house and took off her backpack, then fished out the art guide that he had loaned Miss Ashford and clutched it in her hand. The brunette put her backpack on, walked up to the front door, and rang the doorbell. About a minute later someone came to the front door and answered it.
"Hey Vic, how's it going?" Allie asked Victoria. The younger Montgomery sister was wearing a plain white t-shirt and black gym shorts.
"Eh, traffic was a pain in the ass, but other than that I'm fine. Listen, is your father here?" Victoria replied before asking if Mr. Montgomery was present. Allie shook her head.
"He left for work almost two hours ago. Why?" Allie asked her. Victoria presented the book to her.
"I'm here on behalf of Miss Octavia Ashford of Sakuramori. Your father loaned her a book on artwork and she hired me to return it for her." Victoria explained why she was here. Allie took the book from her.
"I'll set this on his desk and let him know that you brought this to him. Would you like to come in?" Allie asked Victoria. The brunette shook her head.
"Not this time, Allie. I've got other deliveries to make." Victoria politely refused the offer. She then remembered that she was to call Miss Ashford every time she completed a delivery.
"I'll catch up with you later, Allie. Thanks for taking the book for me!" Victoria excused herself. Allie waved goodbye and shut the door. Victoria then walked towards the driveway and reached her Centaur. She took off her backpack, fished out the list with Miss Ashford's Lacrima Identification Code, and typed the number into her phone. She looked towards Francesca Corlone's driveway as she made the call.
The iLac ringed and ringed until someone picked up.
"Hello?" Miss Ashford asked.
"Hello, Miss Ashford. This is Victoria Sheridan and I've just made the first delivery to Mr. Montgomery's house. Listen, Mr. Montgomery wasn't there to receive it in person, but one of his daughters was at home, so I gave it to her. Is that OK?" Victoria asked her client if the book being given to one of his children was good enough.
"Yes, that's fine, Victoria. I'm glad you returned his book for me because we've been friends since way back. Like "old classmates" way back. Anyway, your second delivery's also in Capital Crocus. You're going to another old friend of mine, a guy named Charles Fauntleroy. He's a professor at Crocus Magicka University." Miss Ashford informed Victoria of where she was supposed to go next. Victoria consulted her list and learned that Professor Fauntleroy lived at 1886 Prince Avenue.
"OK, I'm on the way there now. I'll call you after I make the delivery." Victoria said before hanging up and bringing up the NeverLost app, then entering Professor Fauntleroy's address into the app. It came up as a red dot on the mini-map of Capital Crocus and the path was shown as a line. Victoria put her iLac into the side pocket of her backpack, put the list of addresses away, and climbed onto her Centaur. She was just about to take off when she saw the black sports car containing Francesca pull up into the driveway of the Corlone residence.
Victoria, not wanting to deal with the mob princess today, quickly accelerated and left King's Court before the blonde could get out of her car and hurl insults at the Sabertooth mage.
-1886 Prince Avenue, twenty-five minutes later-
Since she currently did not have a special bracket mounted on her Centaur to keep her iLac in front of her, Victoria was unable to consult the NeverLost app, but she was able to find her way to Prince Avenue without too much trouble thanks to the street signs. It turned out that Prince Avenue was only six blocks away from King's Court.
Victoria carefully pulled into the driveway of the Fauntleroy house and turned off the Centaur, then climbed off of it, took her backpack off, and fished out a thick brown history book on the history of Desierto that the professor had loaned her client. She then put her backpack back on and approached the thick wooden front door of the white single-story house. Victoria rang the doorbell and waited patiently for someone to arrive. She had to wait about five minutes before someone answered.
"Hello? Can I help you?" An older gentleman in a white dress shirt and khaki pants with black dress shoes said to her. In his right hand was a cup of tea.
"Yes, I'm here to deliver a book to Professor Fauntleroy on behalf of Miss Octavia Ashford." Victoria informed the man. He smiled.
"I'm Professor Charles Fauntleroy of Crocus Magic University." He claimed. Victoria analyzed his body language and learned that he was telling the truth. She handed him the thick book and he took it with his left hand, then smiled.
"Thank you for bringing this to me, young lady. Miss Ashford told me that she had been meaning to get it back to me, but she had fallen ill." He told her.
"It's no problem, Professor. Have a good day!" Victoria bade him farewell. He smiled and stepped back inside, closing the door behind him. Victoria fished her iLac out of her side pocket and brought up the contact list, then selected Miss Ashford's number and pressed the dial button. Before she left 1886 Prince Avenue she would confirm that the delivery to the professor had been made.
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