Harris didn’t smile.
“Good evening, Vanessa.”
Behind him stood corporate attorney Rachel Lin.
Vanessa looked between them and Daniel. Her confusion turned to fear.
Paul approached the table.
“Mr. Mercer,” he said, “we brought everything you requested.”
The restaurant fell silent.
Vanessa’s lips parted.
“Mr… Mercer?”
Daniel turned toward her.
“My full name is Daniel Mercer.”
Maria covered her mouth.
Vanessa whispered, “The owner?”
Daniel’s voice remained quiet.
“Now we understand each other.”
Security arrived thirty seconds later.
Two guards entered the restaurant and looked toward Vanessa.
“Ma’am, you requested
