glimpse of him as she tended the bar that evening. She was sure when Dave entered he spotted her, but his gaze only held for a half a breath before he turned to search out his table. Jane let out a sigh of relief. She hoped he would come here after the day of hell he experienced, but it was still not time for him to truly see her.
She wished she could get close enough to hear whatever he was saying. It was so dark and smoky in the joint tonight. She couldn’t tell if he might be wearing headphones; he was clearly talking to someone.