Gary wasn’t sure what to think about this man. His suspicions were heightened. He wished that Stacy were a part of this mystery with him. Stacy! Where did she go? “That sounds good, Dom. One hour at the library. Got it. I’ll see you there. Thank you! I have to run now.”
Gary stood up and quickly left the table just as the Margaritas arrived. Both the waiter and Dom turned to watch Gary leave.
“He was in a hurry,” the waiter said, placing the drinks on the table.
“Yes, he was,” Dom said suspiciously. “I hope that my instincts were not incorrect and that I haven’t just made the biggest mistake of my life.” He picked up his drink and gulped at it, then winced from brain freeze. “I guess I’ll find out in an hour.”
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