Chapter 7
That evening, Richard picked up Caleb at seven-thirty in a sleek black Audi.
“I don’t do this for all my clients,” he said as Caleb opened the door.
They kissed on the doorstep for a while before Caleb invited Richard in for a pre-dinner drink.
“I think we should get going,” said Richard. “We can have that drink later.”
They kissed again, then Richard held open the security door while Caleb locked up.
At the restaurant, they sat at a table by the window overlooking the river. The lights from the buildings on the other side reflected in the dark water, creating a magical effect. Every now and again, a single light would slide through the darkness as a fishing boat returned home for the evening with its catch.
“This is amazing,” said Caleb, and then, tongue-in-cheek, “Good c
