I stared at him with my mouth hung open while he sat on the extra chair. “What are you doing here?” I blurted out without any prelude.

To my sensible question, he bestowed his reply by raising his eyebrow, meaning- what do you think? I took a quick look at Nathaniel to dissect his reaction and I could see relief coating his face. I couldn’t continue my concealed interrogation in front of Raphael without waving red flags. Instead, I asked him how he found the restaurant?

His previous disposition restored Nathaniel interrupted by blurting, “Raphael Sinclair can do anything, find anything if he so wishes. This is just a child...