Twenty One

The next few days felt like a flash montage, the days coming and going so fast, we barely had time to stop and eat. With what little time we had to rest, Richmond used that time to call the company back home and check in with how their end of the preparations were going. I wasn't even sure the man slept most of the time.

Of course I was just as busy, running around paris, making arrangements, scheduling meetings, attending those same meetings and most of all making sure Richmond didn't fall flat on his ass from exhaustion.

As busy and tiring our days seemed to be, I atleast made time to have a small meal here and there and take showers and rest but, I was concerned, Richmond didn't have that luxury, or more so that he wasn't giving himself the luxury to do so.

On the fifth day of our stay in Paris was when I put my foot down. We had a dinner party to attend that night at the estate of one of our clients and Richmond was gittery about it but that was normal, what wasn't normal, was h