Morgan Library New York Hours Novels & Stories

Same day, 2:20 pm… Mr. Morgan's Estate… Manhattan… Mr. Morgan was sitting alone in the quiet study, the afternoon light spilling across the polished desk. He barely lifted his head when a knock sounded and the door opened until Steven stepped inside with a brown envelope held carefully in his hands. “Have that brat and Aria returned from their secret rendezvous?” Mr. Morgan asked Steven, thinking he had come to report Aria's arrival. It was already past noon, and they had still not returned.