As he watched her enter the hotel in the rain, Sanford's eyes fixated on her back. After a few seconds, he turned the car around and drove back to Atera Restaurant.

Bart savored his meal in the private room, but Maggie lacked any appetite.

Absently, she stirred the soup in her bowl with a spoon in hand.

Forty minutes had gone by. What could they be doing now?

They must be having a deep conversation.