Chapter 9

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“He’s here,” Neil murmured Saturday afternoon, suddenly losing his appetite for the hot fudge sundae he was eating.

“Where?” Kev asked.

“There.” Neil nodded toward the tall, handsome, dark-haired man with a well-trimmed beard who was talking to a woman as they waited at one of the ice cream booths.

“He’s not bad looking,” Kev commented dryly. “Is that his wife?”

“Hard to tell since all I can see is the back of her head. I wouldn’t know if she was, anyway, since I’ve never seen her.”

Kev nodded. “That does make it difficult.”

The woman in question said something to Zeke before walking away. From the set of her shoulders she was not happy, Neil thought. Then Zeke looked over, obviously saw him, and smiled brightly, giving a wave. A moment later, he was heading toward Neil and Kev.

Kev immediately put his free arm around Neil’s waist, whispering, “Don’t panic. You can do this.”