Twelve hours later Wayne and Rae watched from the car, parked in a lot across the street, as Lou went down the alley and entered the building that housed their business. Even Wayne would have been hard pressed to tell that the man going in through the service entrance was the same one he’d been living with for seventeen years.
“What time are you meeting with the lawyers?” Rae asked, obviously trying to get his mind off what Lou was doing.
Wayne glanced at her, a small smile on his face. “That’s not going to work, but thanks for trying. And you know what time. Eleven tomorrow morning.”
She chuckled. “Yeah, I knew. It’s a good thing the business is only in your name. All of us trooping in there might not be the wisest thing to do.”
Wayne nodded distractedly, his gaze returning to the ser
