“I'm here to meet with a business partner.” He speaks as we head for the entryway.

Tilting my head, I continuously wonder what kind of business he speaks about. Nevertheless, we walk inside.

The bistro is filled with the chatter of people and the clatter of cutlery. The eatery is half full. leaving a few other empty spaces.

Nolan and I choose one of the seats at the corner. He pulls out a chair for me but doesn't for himself.

“Order whatever you like. I'll be ...