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been here on time, they would've missed the downpour. He didn't even know the people, but they irked him. Not only were they butting into his life, but now they were late for the dinner they'd supposedly arranged and they hadn't even bothered to make reservations. |
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The Edgewood was a popular restaurant, so the lack of reservations might've forced them into a long wait. No thanks to their absent hosts, they'd been spared that. Luck was with them, and there had been several empty tables. |
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John looked around, wondering if the pair from People Today had arrived on time, after all, and simply neglected to mention they were expecting him and Lynn. |
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We might all be here at separate tables, he thought. That'd be swift. All of us go ahead and eat our dinners thinking we got stood up. |
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He saw three parties of four. Wouldn't be any of those. Couples sat at four other tables. Among them, he recognized Steve and Carol Winter. That left three pairs of strangersmen sitting across from women. |
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'Was this Dodd character supposed to be with a man or a woman?' he asked. |
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'He mentioned a photographer, but I'm sure he didn't say whether it was male or female. Why?' |
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'I'm just wondering if they're already here.' |
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'I suppose that's possible, isn't it?' An eagerness seemed to come over Lynn. Her head swiveled as she scanned the diners to either side, then she twisted around in her seat. Facing John again, she said, 'I don't know. What do you think?' |
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