Chapter SeventeenBoth Agnes and Alan were enjoying their evening. The food was delicious and, despite the large number of diners, it was quiet in comparison to some of the other restaurants they had dined in. While there was music playing in the background, it wasn't turned up to full volume and they were actually able to hear themselves speak without having to raise their voices too loudly.
All too soon, the evening was over. Alan had arranged for Ben to pick them up from the restaurant at about ten-thirty.
“Don't worry if you're a little late,” he had told Ben. “We understand and will be quite happy to wait until you arrive.”
Nevertheless, Ben was at the restaurant on time. He popped his head through the door to let Alan know he was there, before disappearing back outside.
“Perhaps I
