Chapter 19

Jourdain rolled his eyes. “I’m sure it was.”

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Luke sat on the low wall of one of the plazas along Richwood Avenue. His cup and sign were beside him, but his concentration was on the book he was reading. He glanced up occasionally to check the time on the clock tower two blocks down. When he saw it was almost seven, he closed the book, put it and the sign in his backpack, and then the cup, once he’d dumped the few coins he’d earned into his pocket.

It was an easy walk from there to the Royal movie theater, where he was meeting Jourdain. He had already done as he’d told Jourdain he would—used the restroom at a fast-food place to clean up and comb his hair after work.