Chapter 13
Monday Afternoon, November 30th
Bistro Cher, Zanesville, Ohio
Morgan eyed table ten, across the dining room as she took drink orders at table four. The bistro wasn’t big but it was dimly lit. She was pretty sure Frank hadn’t spotted her and, if he had, he didn’t recognize her in the dim light.
She almost missed him herself. He was wearing a suit and tie instead of his usual athletic warm-ups. The older man he’d been seated with was well dressed and distinguished looking too. She hadn’t seen him in the bistro before and it certainly wasn’t a place Frank frequented.
At the service well at the bar, she whispered to Alyssa, the bartender, “Did you see that older man that came in with a younger one a couple of minutes ago?”
Alyssa shook her head. “No. Why?”
“Just wondering if
