"Sorry to cut your hunting trip short. Did you have any luck?” Jonathon asked as soon as they began driving on the freeway towards the airport. They were glad traffic was light.
Delnard began rolling the cuffs of his sleeves, taking a deep breath he gave Jonathon a grim smile. "Apparently, I don't have enough of luck... But, I think it was her in that club."
"Really? Well, what happened? Did you talk? Are you seeing her again?"
"No. I didn't get the chance to do anything. She'll be long gone by now."
Jonathon let out a frustrated sigh. "I'm sorry, bro. If I had known- I mean- if this wasn't so important-"
Delnard patted his best friend on the shoulder.
"Don't sweat it. I mean, you left your wife on your wedding night! Besides, if what we had meant something to her, she wouldn't b
