“Do you remember everything about the way he looked?”
“Pretty much.”
“We need to go to the police right now so you can give them a—”
“Hey, ladies!” a teenager said as he forced himself onto Caitlin’s chair.
Caitlin had to slide over to share the seat with her younger brother. She used her right leg as a crutch to not fall off the side while their shoulders pressed against each other.
“Aren’t you supposed to be working?” Caitlin asked. “We’re kinda having girl’s time right now, if you don’t mind.”
“I’m on lunch break. And, no, I don’t mind at all,” Benji said and smiled at Vicki. “How you doin’, girl?”
Vicki rolled her eyes at Caitlin’s brother’s pathetic attempt at flirting.
“Well, you can’t eat with us,” Caitlin said.
“C’mon, Cait. Not a single table is free, and I hate eating in
