Chapter 6
The host smiled as we approached his station. “Ah, Mr. Cooper. How nice to see you again. Will your colleagues be joining you today?”
Scarlet ran from his throat to the tips of his ears. “Uh, not today.”
I didn’t call him on it by saying I was a colleague.
“Such a shame,” the host said. “If you’ll follow me?”
I could see how relieved DB was that he’d dropped it.
The host led us to a small table set with a lovely tablecloth, crystal glasses, and elegant plates and silverware. A small vase of daffodils with dark yellow cups and pale perianths sat in the center of the table. “Your menus.” He handed them to us and left.
Before we could begin to peruse them, a waiter came to our table, and he seemed very pleased to see DB. “Hi, Mr. Cooper! Will you have your usual beer?”
“Uh…
