Rose Pressey - Chase Charley 02 - Seems Like Old Crimes by Rose Pressey

stepped outside. It looked as if they were leaving.
    Maybe I could see what kind of car they got into. I dashed around the hostess and over to the front door. I peeked out, but didn’t spot the couple so I opened the door and stepped out into the night. I hoped that the man didn’t see me following him. Even worse, I hoped he wasn’t hiding somewhere waiting to jump out and grab me.
    As I stood in the parking lot, I still didn’t see them. Where could they have disappeared to so quickly? They had to be in one of the cars, but I couldn’t go around to every car and look for them.
    I was about to go back inside when I spotted the woman sitting in a black car across the parking lot. The man wasn’t with her though. If he wasn’t there, then where was he? I looked around to my left and right. I started to panic now because I didn’t want him to jump out at me. Why had I come out here alone? What a stupid move. I should just go back into the restaurant, but I wanted to know what they were doing too.
    I exhaled and tried to calm my nerves. I had to be brave and not back down.
    Courtney had told me not to get into trouble. Now I was doing the exact opposite. She should expect that out of me though, so I decided to walk over there to the car and ask the woman what she was doing. She had been looking at me in the restaurant too, so I knew she was aware of me. She had to know why this man had been watching me. Pushing my shoulders back, I walked across the lot to the car.
    Once next to the car, the woman hadn’t noticed that I was standing next to her. My heart thumped in my chest as I knocked on the window. The woman jumped and looked over at me. She glared at me as I motioned for her to put the window down. The woman didn’t budge though so I gestured again.
    Finally, she put the window down. “What do you want?” she demanded.
    Well, that was rude. Had her mama taught her any manners? I wasn’t the one following them around, so why was she angry with me?
    I gestured toward the building. “The man you were with inside the restaurant, I couldn’t help but notice you all were watching me. What does he want?”
    Now that I had asked, I realized that I probably sounded crazy, but the question was already out there. I peered into her car to see if I could get any clues as to who she was, but I saw nothing. It looked as if it was a rental car.
    “Are you crazy?” she asked with a squeaky voice.
    Not only did it seem she was trying to disguise her appearance, it also seemed as if she was trying to change her voice. 
    I frowned. “No, I am not.”
    She glanced in her rear-view mirror. “We weren’t watching you,” she said.
    Okay, she was the crazy one if she thought I was believing her lie.
    “I saw you all watching me and it’s not the first time I have seen this man.” I glared at her to send a warning that I meant business.
    The blonde in disguise looked me up and down for a second, then pushed the button making the window go up. She turned the key and started the car. It was a good thing my feet weren’t too close because she sped out of the parking space with no regard for my safety. I watched as she pulled out onto the street. So much for answering my question. I peered around, but didn’t see the man, although it did feel as if someone was watching me. I rushed back into the restaurant. I knew that Courtney would be panicking by now.
     

Chapter 13
     
    Once back inside the restaurant, I spotted Anthony headed toward our table. I knew that it was time. He approached Courtney and placed the check on the table. I rushed over just in time before he left.
    “Can I get you anything else?” he asked.
    Now was the time. I couldn’t put it off any longer. “There was just one thing,” I said.
    He smiled. “Sure, what is it?”
    He might not be smiling when I asked him such a personal question. “You’re not working at the voodoo tour any longer? Do you have any information that might help in the