‘Here you are,’ Andre said, putting a plate down next to me. It was the spinach and parmesan gnocchi I’d been drooling over as I served it to half the customers.
I ate a mouthful and sighed. ‘Oh, this is the best. Thank you.’
‘You’re welcome. You made a great waitress today.’ He grinned.
‘It was worth it to see the money coming in,’ I said, ‘but I can’t keep doing it.’ I nearly said something about Kate but kept my big mouth shut, and Andre stayed silent. He was drinking a cold beer and contemplating his shoes, and I wasn’t sure how to broach the subject, but I really needed an understanding ear.
‘So… you know how the police are still searching for Emma?’
He knew me better than anyone, even Connor, and gave me a death stare. ‘What are you about to tell me? Or should I say, do I really
