Parking in the middle of a city was almost always something of a nightmare. It took Dale twenty minutes longer to find a spot than he had hoped. It was a good thing he had budgeted some extra time into the trip.
“We have just under half an hour to get to the restaurant,” Dale said.
“How’s the shoulder?” Riadh asked.
“Better, for the moment.” He knew the anti-inflammatory would wear off in a while and by that point he hoped to be in a hotel with a large Ziploc of ice. He’d really been abusing the damaged joint pretty hard and that just didn’t cut it anymore. “I wish I knew more about this Archimedes guy. Did Aunt Mildred ever talk to you about him?”
“Only his name, nothing more.”
The restaurant turned out to be a bit more upscale than Dale had anticipated and he was briefly tempted to
