Chapter 4

“Thanks for stopping by,” he greeted me, smile as bright as it was when we first met, but now I could see the lingering sadness in the tilt of his mouth. His hair was tucked under a baseball cap with the company logo on the front. A nametag on his shirt said he was the manager on duty.

“No problem. Are you going off-shift or taking a break?” I asked.

“A break. Lipton?” He remembered what I’d drunk at his house.

“Sure.”

“It’s on me. I’ll bring it over when it’s ready.”

I didn’t argue. “Thanks.”

I wound my way around the tables and clusters of people to find a fairly quiet spot near the restrooms. I removed my tie and unbuttoned the top of my shirt so I would appear less…severe.

It didn’t take long for Trenton to arrive at my table with the tea and what appeared to be a coffee for himself. I thanked him with a nod.

“Don’t you look snazzy,” he stated after sipping his drink.

“Hazard of working in a corporate environment,” I replied.