Chapter 2
They’d agreed to meet at Allegro at half-past four on Saturday afternoon. Paul arrived first, dressed casually in a collared T-shirt and cargo pants. He took a seat at the bar and ordered a beer. Quite frankly, he was surprised he was the first one to arrive, given the enthusiasm with which he’d been pursued.
Ten minutes later, Calvin hurried into the bar, wearing a navy blazer over a navy and white striped T-shirt, and dark trousers.
“Sorry I’m late,” he said. They shook hands. “The phone rang as I was leaving.” He looked at his watch. “Ah, I’m only a bit late. Been here long?”
“About ten minutes,” replied Paul. “What’ll you have?”
“A beer,” he said. “Whatever you’re having.”
Paul ordered a beer and Calvin suggested they get a booth.
“More private,” he said.
Paul followe
