Chapter 9

Getting out of her car, Eve stared up at the building.

“Impressive, isn’t it?”

She jumped and whirled around to see Arec walking up to her with a grin.

“It’s beautiful,” she said, turning back to look at the scenery.

Then, looking down at her work clothes, she added, “I feel as if I’m underdressed to go inside. It looks like a pretty fancy restaurant.”

“Nonsense,” he told her. “You look beautiful.”

He held his arm out for her to take. She slid her hand into the crook of his elbow, and they walked toward the front door.

“Mr. Lyons,” the hostess behind the podium greeted Arec. “So good to see you this evening.”

She turned her gaze toward Eve and nodded.

“And your lovely companion,” she added.

Eve nodded back to her.

“Would you like your usual table?” the hostess asked, walking out from behind the podium.

Arec glanced at Eve and nodded.

“Yes, Sara,” he said. “That would be nice. Thank you.”

The hostess led them deep into the building to a table in front of a large w