Third Person’s POV
I walked into the restaurant maybe only five minutes after they had. I didn’t want them to still be standing at the door when I walked in and risk either of them recognizing me. There was too much heat already baring down on both of us, so for now the goal was to be as inconspicuous as possible.
“Table for one, sir or are you expecting someone to join you?” The hostess said with a bright smile that quickly faded when she saw the look on my face. I didn’t bother to answer her and simply walked right past the host stand and over to the bar. I pulled out one of the bars stools and sat down at the far end. I did not care if the young woman thought I was rude or not, I was only in there for one reason, so I could watch the two of them. It was not a very large bar, with mayb
