"Timothy, why don't you stay a while longer? What's the rush?"

Timothy turned to look at Yates and replied, "I don't mind staying, but let's switch places. Let's go to the lounge."

He figured Jessica had probably asked Vince for help again, and they were most likely looking for the owner of that car.

Yates had no idea what Timothy was planning, but honestly, he didn't care where they sat.

So, the two of them moved to the lounge.

They had barely settled in when Vince and Jessica walked in as well.

Yates let out a quiet chuckle. "No wonder you wanted to switch seats."

Vince and Jessica noticed them, too.

Yates glanced at Timothy, then quickly waved Vince over. "Hey, Vince! Want to join us?"

He was just trying to give Timothy a little more of a chance.

"No, thanks. I've got something to take care of."

Vince declined, almost curtly.

Yates shrugged helplessly. "Timothy, I tried for you. If Vince won't take the bait, there's nothing I can do."

Timothy didn't seem bothered. "It's fine.”

Vince and Jessica found their own seats and spoke in hushed voices.

"So, who exactly are you looking for?" Vince asked.

man who ruined my grandmother's

her childhood-the one with the large mole above his left

what had happened

a scumbag. Cheating someone out of money for medical care? Do you have any

receipt from when she paid him. She even went to the police, but

we call the

"Not yet. I want to be sure

know the man's name yet-if she acted too soon and he slipped away, she'd never forgive

his gaze hardly ever

said, "Timothy, I honestly can't figure you out. What do

want a normal life," Timothy

Jessica, though-she'd changed.

happen with Sheila, it would have happened a long time ago. His heart and soul belonged to his marriage.

spotted the man she'd been waiting for- and to her shock, Sheila was on his arm, laughing as they

Vince froze in surprise.

another man around? And he looked old enough to be her

had never even heard

grabbed his cane and

moment Sheila turned her head, she

been thinking about telling him everything, but she hadn't expected

Yates-and, at another table, Vince

of the man's arm

what are you

he?" Timothy's voice was low and steady, his sharp gaze

was just as curious about Sheila's relationship with the

her eyes, her voice tentative. "Timothy, I'm

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