[rajnish manga]

Paul began to wonder if he had taken a wrong turn when the long, winding paved road deteriorated into a bumpy dirt path. He was about to give up when he spotted lights in the distance.

The parking lot was empty, and the restaurant was dark, except for the two lights above the CLOSED sign. The windows were boarded up.

Was this some kind of a joke? Had Amy Good played him for a fool? No, that didn’t make sense—she had paid him five-hundred in cash.

Paul began a U-turn—but then he spotted a silver Acura. It appeared to be unoccupied. He flipped off his lights and killed the engine. Opening his door as quietly as possible, he got out of his pickup and walked over to the car with his flashlight. He compared the license plate number with the one Amy had given him. Yes, it was the husband’s car.

As he walked toward the restaurant, he heard voices, and stopped dead in his tracks. Holding his breath, he listened intently. Where were the voices coming from—the restaurant? No. To his left.