Los Angeles, California
Tanya unfolded a couple of twenties from the stack of bills in her purse and handed them to the cab driver, waving off the offer of change and stepping out of the car. The late summer heat of Los Angeles struck her once again. She paused a moment before slamming the door and stepping onto the sidewalk. Despite the unpleasant mix of stale cigarettes and vanilla air fresher that had been assaulting her sinuses for the last forty minutes Tanya suddenly missed the frigid interior of the cab whose a/c had been running at full blast. The cab pulled quickly away from the curb and disappeared down the drive. She pinched her linen tunic and bellowed it to fan herself while she looked cautiously around.
For a weekday the Griffith Observatory was bustling with activity. A tour bus was idling in the parking lot, spilling its passengers who blinked in the brightness. Smaller groups of people were milling around the front though most headed fo