In the end, Liberty decided on her simple black sheath dress, accentuated with gold tone and purple cloisonné earrings and necklace, her shoes black stilettos.
When she arrived at the restaurant, she found Byron Keats already seated at a small table for two.The ma?tre d' and waitera plump, little man with a dark halo of hair around his bald pateescorted Liberty over to her "young man."Keats wore the same clothes he had on this afternoon, but had added a black knit tie.When he saw her, he stood and offered a smile of acknowledgement and of appreciation.
"Hi," he greeted as she joined him."I'm glad you decided to come after all."
"I wouldn't dream of standing you up, sergeant.Your interrogation methods intrigue me."After Liberty took a seat, she accepted the menu the waiter handed her.
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