The morning was filled with meetings, and Jameson had a two-hour-long debrief with the director herself. He kept expecting Avery to show up at any moment, so he was constantly glancing around. With every minute Avery didn’t appear, Jameson’s tension ratcheted up a notch.
When the lunch break rolled around, Jameson headed straight for the cafeteria. He got his own lunch and a piece of cheesecake and headed for the back corner where he and Avery had met up before. Jameson was sure Avery would walk in and join him, but the break finished without an appearance.
That’s when Jameson started to worry.
He got rid of his half-eaten lunch—he’d lost his appetite as the nerves coiled in his stomach—and grabbed a to-go box for the cheesecake. He couldn’t stand the thought of tossing it out. Then he
