Gemotions

Liam found the wallet tucked behind a park bench, the setting sun painting the scene in long, orange shadows. He could have easily pocketed it and walked away. The temptation to do so was a tangible thing, but he resisted, his hand hovering near the leather's edge. He sat on the bench, his back straight, his gaze fixed on the swaying branches of a nearby oak.

After a solid fifteen minutes, he carefully opened the wallet. A thick wad of cash stared back at him. Alongside it were a few credit cards and a business card. Liam ran his thumb over the embossed name on the card – "Arthur Penhaligon, Architect".

He walked over to the park's entrance and asked the security guard if the architect would be able to be contacted. The guard seemed surprised at Liam's request, as he had to go through the contact database. Liam just nodded, waiting with an unhurried disposition.