I watched the traffic drive by on Five-Four. The road heated up and had that summer smell to it when you rolled the windows down. I spit the old piece of chewing gum out into the foil wrapper, balled it up, and tossed it out my open window. I pulled my pack of gum out of my pocket and threw back another piece.
I wasn’t a hundred percent sure who I was waiting for. I remember overhearing the guy say it was a woman who talked fast and wore big hats. I was on the fancier side of town so that description described about the last twenty people I was walking down the sidewalk beside me.
Probably should have waited to hear more before poisoning his peking duck, but I was running out of time. The restaurant owner would have noticed that a server wasn’t on his payroll. Should have at least gotten a name.
I was about to give up, when one of those big hat wearing ladies walking down the sidewalk waved in my direction. She walked directly towards the back passenger door, opened it, and sat down.
“Where to?” I ask.
