Chapter 72: Dinner

When they arrived at the provincial capital, Liliana asked Nixon Walker to stay for a meal. He checked the time, saw he could fit it in, and agreed. She led him to a private club. It was quiet that day; staff gathered in twos and threes in the lobby, chatting and joking quietly. The moment Liliana stepped inside, the manager hurried over, her smile warm and polished. The manager looked about thirty, with a composed, fair-skinned face and easy poise. Her professional smile never faltered, but it...