Chapter Eight - Recovered Property
On the outskirts of Cold River Falls along the old highway sits a steakhouse, which has been in that location for over thirty years, a fixture in the area and about the only place, except for Nick’s Tavern, where strangers can consort without attracting undo attention.
The two men met at six p.m. sharp on a Wednesday evening, when there were few diners in the Cold River Steak House. Christopher Hurst was a fanatic for his privacy, so this particularly quiet evening suited him. Of course, he could have planned an even more anonymous location for the meeting in a nearby town where even fewer people would recognize his face. But, since the discussion would be brief and amicable, and certainly no one in Cold River Falls would know his dinner guest, further
