“Oh, the New Island? I love that place. Let’s go!”

“Okay, let’s take my car,” she offered.

“Alright,” he agreed. “But I need your keys.”

She handed them over to him and watched as he opened the trunk of his car and put them inside. He closed the trunk again and locked it. Then, they headed back into the restaurant. A couple of days prior, he had received a message from one of her contacts asking if he could meet with her at the restaurant. He hadn’t responded yet, but he figured it couldn’t hurt to see where she was planning on taking him.

He thought that maybe he could...