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Chapter 69—One Last Pebble
The meeting with Waylor was in some place out of town, about twenty miles off Seattle—in Bothell. The diner restaurant was nondescript, and the patrons were scarce. She walked to the end of the room and recognized the other gentleman Abram had introduced her to during breakfast at Eggs and Flowers. He was not Waylor.
He was casually dressed, fitting the atmosphere of the place—so was Gina. Waylor had told her what to expect from the place, "We would just be two suburbanites having dinner," his text to her said.
He stood up as she approached, and formally introduced himself and they shook hands, unlike two intimate suburbanites.
"I'm sorry Mr. Waylor cannot make it in the last minute but insisted this meeting with you
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