Luke arrived in Buenos Aires at 6:00 pm local time. Bella wasnt scheduled to arrive until 9:00 which was perfect for what he had planned. He checked into the Royal Suite at the Alvear Palace Hotel and immediately spoke to the concierge to make the necessary arrangements. He hadnt heard from her today and he hoped that everything had gone well.
He walked out of the hotel just as the sun was disappearing and the lights of the city were beginning to blink on, changing the feel of the place immediately. Lighting a cigar, he was considering asking the doorman to get a cab for him when he turned to face the building, noticing for the first time a small shop next to the hotel. He walked to the display window, drawn to an item that caught his eye. It was exquisite; delicate and vintage, everything that reminded him of Bella. Its a crazy idea, Cowboy, he thought. We just had this conversation. Still