Noah’s POV
I’m running late, for a meeting that I didn’t even know was happening until fifteen minutes ago. I was just leaving work when Ma text me about some question and answer conference, that is happening tonight. From what she was hurriedly saying as she only had five minutes left of her break, some developer is hosting a discussion regarding a new planning application or something. As my mother couldn’t make it due to her late shift at the diner she works at, I agreed to go along and take notes for her. I have no idea why I need to go, or why she’s interested, and she was in too much of a hurry to answer my questions, just asking me to come and then hung up.
Pulling up to the barrier, I grab the ticket before heading into the parking lot, swearing under my breath at the occupied sp
