toward the busy street. He drove expertly as he merged into the fast lane of traffic.
The quiet in the car began to bother Gabby and she fidgeted in her seat trying to get more comfortable. Her gaze traveled to the bright lights of the city and the buildings.
Leaving the city behind, she began to have second thoughts about accepting his invitation to dinner so readily. She continued to watch the scenery passing swiftly. For a second, she felt alarmed and realized she knew nothing about this man driving her to who knew where. All she knew about him was that he owned a newspaper and he was angry with her over his sister disappearing. Anything could happen to her and she’d have no control over it.
She eventually spoke up trying to break the thick layer of tension filling the car. "Where is the restaurant located?" Even the sound of the stereo would have been comforting to her, but he didn't bother turning it on.
"You'll see soon enough, ” he said in a noncommittal tone, giving her a quick glance before returning his attention to the highway.
The highway became more isolated , with very few businesses' dotting the landscape. On the point of deciding she might have to escape him and find her own way home, he pulled his car onto the parking lot of a small diner.
The building looked cheerful, with lights shining from the windows. Gabby sighed silently, a feeling of relief washing over her. She had been foolish in her thinking of moments ago. When Cole walked around the car and opened her door, Gabby got out carrying the folder and her handbag. Cole surprised her when he reached over and grasped her arm while they walked.
Entering the diner, she glanced around the room at the cheerful, checkered tablecloths and homey ruffled curtains on the windows. The soft sound of music drifted through the room from the jukebox in the corner. A long counter, lined with stools, filled one side of the room.
Cole walked toward a table near the window and Gabby followed. He held the back of her chair until she sat. "Thank you," she murmured, feeling how he watched her intently.
Gabby decided it was best to find something else to focus her attention on rather than Cole. She purposely looked around the interior of the building. Catching a movement, she saw a young woman approaching their table.
She didn’t look any older than a typical teenager still in high school did. Her long, dark hair bounced along her shoulders as she walked. Her dark eyes glowed with eagerness spotting Cole. There was something familiar about the young woman’s look. When she reached their table, Gabby noticed the engaging smile lining her lips while glancing at Cole.
"Hi, Susie .” Cole greeted her, standing and giving her an affectionate hug.
"Hi, Uncle Cole .” Susie returned his greeting warmly, fitting easily into his arms.
"We decided to have dinner here. What’s the special tonight?”
N ow that she studied the young woman a little closer, she could see the same dark hair and eyes of Cole.
Gabby waited patiently for an introduction, but he continued to make small talk, ignoring her. She started to feel uncomfortable over the situation, but hid her thoughts from either of them.
"Have you heard any word from Aunt Samantha?"
Gabby listened intently when she heard Samantha's name mentioned.
"Not yet, but I'm hoping to find her." His gaze drifted to Gabby, but it soon shifted back to his niece.
"I'd like to meet the woman who's responsible for giving her that information and tell her just how I feel!" Susie spouted off, her small face lined with an angry look. "Aunt Samantha shouldn't have listened to her. That woman doesn’t even know her.”
Gabby could feel her cheeks becoming redder by the minute as she listened silently to the discussion going on about her. She started to feel irritated listening to Susie continue with what she would like to say to the lovelorn columnist if she ever had the chance to meet her.
She had heard enough. Glancing