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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Fanog" data-source="post: 917010" data-attributes="member: 10680">Taylor's townhouseLondon, EnglandOctober 2002, around 9 PMTaylor doesn't spot any movement in the car, but he thinks that he can see the silhouette of someone sitting in the back seat.The broad-shouldered man seems to think for a moment, as if he had expected something different. "Dr. Franks is a pretty busy man. He had hoped to have a conversation with you while he drove to his next appointment, but I can see if he would like to take the time to come in. A moment please." The man walks back to the car, where the back-seat window is being rolled down.In the light of a nearby street lantern, Taylor can get a glimpse of the the man inside. He looks to be in his fourties, his hairline having receded quite a bit. His remaining black hair has been combed back sharply and a hooked nose supports thin glasses. The two men have a short conversation, after which the blonde one returns to Taylor. The man with the glasses looks from within the car, following the happenings at the door."I am sorry, but Dr. Franks doesn't have the time to come in at this moment. He kindly invites you to join him in the car. I will of return you here after I have driven Dr. Franks to his appointment. Is that acceptable?"OoC: Taylor</blockquote>