“How do you intend to pay?” He asked curiously. One of the skimpily dressed waitresses ambled towards them, she noticed the strange group of people had gathered there for a while, and they hadn’t ordered anything.
“Good afternoon, sir and madam.” She inquired with a small uncomfortable smile. “I was wondering if you wanted me to prepare a table for five.”
“No, thank you. We won’t need that, these are my bodyguards, and they will not sit.” Henry answered, and the young lady nodded in understanding.
“How about your order?” she probed.
“Water for me,” Chloe responded first. “Warm water.” Beads of perspiration had slowly begun to form on her forehead from the nervousness, the impossibilities of this debt were getting little by little. She couldn’t calm down but she knew she needed to be
