CHAPTER EIGHTY SIX

How fast did he move to get here before me? We were just down the road together a couple of minutes ago, so how did he do it? I moved to a table and he walked towards me as the waiter I couldn’t hide my curiosity “How fast did you run to get in here?” I asked, my voice laced with curiosity. “This is funny, I didn’t run, some things are just unexplainable.” He said, laughing. What exactly was this guy up to? he ain’t look like any good, I thought as I took my order. Since I was craving something made like a loaf I went with meatloaf, and in a minute my order was served “Oh! This is delicious” I said, not knowing when I blurted it out loud, I could see people stare at me after blurting it out loud that way. On a normal day, I would have been ashamed but damn I enjoyed the taste and I just continued to eat without caring what was going on around me. I finished eating paid my bills and walked out of the restaurant I had planned to go report to the police about Nick going missing but after