Losing The Tail

If her hunch was right and the driver sitting behind that Audi was actually Randy, the last thing she needed was him knowing that she was actually Fabiola.

She went back in, picked a table and enjoyed her drink. It was pretty late and her eyes were heavy with sleep, she needed to get home asap.

From her spot, she had a clear view of the outside, clear enough to see Rand walking towards her.

He could probably see her too, given the good lighting in the Restau.

She waited patiently, exploring all her options to lose him.

As if fate heard her cry, a delivery truck pulled up in the driveway, shielding both of them from each other's view.

She took the opportunity to dash in the kitchen. Everyone was busy going about his or her own business. She marched to the storage room, grabbed a fresh set of kitchen aprons and its Jacket. She tossed the apron aside and dabbed the black jacket over her gown. She looked around to make sure no one was watching and there were no cameras around. Satisfie