Sophia was relieved when the diner’s door jingled and in walked Damien and Jay. She checked their expressions as they approached. They looked tired, but nothing that suggested danger. If there were anything wrong, they’d have given her a signal by now.
They sat down opposite Nasira and herself and the waitress came over.
Jay flashed his best smile and ordered bacon and eggs over medium with black coffee.
‘It’s night-time,’ Nasira said.
‘Third breakfast,’ Jay said. ‘Shh, I haven’t eaten in a whole day.’
‘Shush me again and I’ll serve you over medium,’ she said.
Jay turned to Damien. ‘Is that flirting or does she hate me?’
‘It’s more or less the same thing,’ Sophia said.
‘OK,’ the waitress said, looking at Damien. ‘And you, sir?’
‘Same,’ Damien said. ‘Scrambled.’
‘Is that all?’ she
