35

Nate, Jake and Adam fitted themselves in the booth of a small local pub. It was the only place Nate could get away from the annoying reporters and their stupid flashing cameras. No one would believe a man of Nate’s class would be found there so it was perfect for him.

He adjusted the hood of his sweater as he scanned the restaurant for any suspicious person.

“The fries here are delicious,” Jake commented as he dug into his food.

Per usual, he had a cigarette at the back of his ears, ready to smoke any minute.

Nate mumbled something inaudible in response. He had terrible coffee from a vending machine earlier in the morning and he was still pissed about it. Grace wasn’t around to prepare him breakfast as she had a meeting to attend.

He let out a low groan as he stared at the chicken burger in disgust. He specifically told the waiter he didn’t want tomatoes but the waiter did the exact opposite and he had a burger heavy laden with tomatoes.

“A good cup of coffee would be nice now”