The rather nondescript young chap who walked up to The Goss main reception wearing a bicycle helmet was just like any other cycle courier. He spoke to the receptionist.
“Something for Antonio” and then “Cheers” as he took the white envelope marked ‘A Antoniou To Be Collected’ and slid it into his denim jacket.
Had the receptionist thought about it, he might have thought the man’s dress unlike other cycle couriers. The Goss had a regular stream of them every day. But the receptionist wasn’t paid enough to think.
The fact that the courier had no bike was missed too.