Chapter 9

I unwrapped one of the burgers, took a bite, and almost moaned at how good it tasted. A day without eating will do that to a guy. I scarfed it down before taking out the second one and the fries. I ate them slowly, savoring every bite. At one point I looked at Trent and saw him watching me sympathetically. He quickly glanced away, so I didn’t say anything. I didn’t want to embarrass him.

By the time we finished it was almost eight-thirty, according to the clock on the dresser. I figured Trent would be ready to leave. He obviously had other ideas.

“We need to find out more about Mr. Pender,” he said, getting the laptop. “If this place has Wi-Fi…” He opened the laptop and turned it on. I thought that was a vain wish. Apparently I was wrong, or somewhere close by did that he was able to tap into, because a few moments later he was online.