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Well, today was the day.
Today, Charlotte Huntington-Price would be receiving her mission, and she would be meeting the famous Dalton Hendry.
She had dressed for the occasion; a smart grey blazer with a white blouse and black pencil skirt. Her grey stilettos clicked against the front stairs of the Museum of London, and she clasped a briefcase in her right hand with her phone in the other. She was excited and had high expectations; she had heard and read great things about Mr Hendry, from the mouths of her colleagues and the historical journals. Both Charlotte and Dalton were leading figures in their field. They had both discovered copious amounts of historical artifacts in conjunction with their many contributions to other areas, so it was no surprise that they had been selected to go on this mission. Today, they would meet for the first time.
The Australian woman walked to the third floor, as she had been instructed in her email, and approached the woman manning a desk there. "Charlotte Huntington-Price, here to see Mr Hathington," she said formally to the receptionist. The woman directed her to Mr Hathington's office. Charlotte knocked and entered.
Mr Hathington, the director of the Historical Artifacts Department of the Museum of London, stood and extended his hand when Charlotte entered. "Miss Huntington-Price. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Charlotte shook the man's hand. "I feel the same way, sir. It's an honour to have been selected for this expedition."
"Well, we wanted only the best," said the older, greying man with a smile. "You're the first to arrive."