“He caught Brigitte’s eye immediately. “Give me a moment,” she said to the couple attempting to check in with her. She gathered a menu and a wine list and raced up to Hartley. “Mr. Hartley, you’re alone tonight?” He nodded. “Right this way.”“Do you have something quiet, Brigitte? It looks like you’ve got all of New Haven in here tonight.”“Yes,” she concurred with a smile. “It’s a busy night in Connecticut—thank God.”He rubbed his eye with the heel of his hand.“Long day?”“Terribly. I just want to... eat and go to bed.”“Jean Paul will fix you up something nice and hot. You’ll feel better with a belly full of good food.”“Excellent, and the quicker the better. The drive up from the city was horrendous. I’m completely frazzled.”A busboy was setting a table for two. Brigitte snapped her fingers. The busboy looked up and cleared one of the place settings. Brigitte offered Hartley the menu after he had been seated. “Not necessary,” he said.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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