Chapter Thirteen

The crowds thinned out and the stadium slowly became more quiet. Behind us, Andre and Valentina still sat in their seats. I had to wonder if they were really a couple. They didn’t seem interested in speaking to one another. They weren’t holding hands and I hadn’t seen them do more than simply nod in the other’s direction all night.

Maybe Jaqui could get that phone number after all.

“You ready?” I asked Henry, seeing that the stairs were finally empty. Henry checked his phone. I’d given him the address for the restaurant.

“Our car should be here in just a couple of minutes. I need to check in with Andre. It’ll only take a moment.”

“Sure,” I said with a shrug. I thought it was a little strange that he needed to check in with his friend, but I wasn’t going to pry. Something was going on between the two of them and I didn’t want to get in the middle of it.

Henry stood and hopped over the back of his seat. He took the empty chair next to Andre and began speaking. His voice was too low to h