On the evening of our scheduled meeting, I arrived at the restaurant before Desmond. I was already regretting suggesting we meet at Danny’s but it was too late to change that now, there were bound to be other customers who would recognize either Desmond or me, and I feared that word of our meeting could somehow filter back to the girls. I had been guilty of underestimating the before; I wouldn’t make the same mistake a second time. If Gabriela and Angela did hear about this private meeting, they will consider it justification to further interference.
Desmond strolled into the restaurant and glanced around. He didn’t seem to recognize me. And I moved my sunglasses down my nose and gave him an abrupt wave.
He took one look at me. And even from the other side if the room I could see he was
