Eleven Years All to the Wrong Man novel Chapter 185

Not long after Emma and Eric left, Evan told Mr. and Mrs. Hayes that Emma had forgotten something, using it as an excuse to leave Riverside Millford for Riverton City as well.

He had arranged for a car that morning, as soon as he realized Emma wanted to go to Riverton City but didn't want him to come along.

He watched the GPS tracker on his phone, which showed her location constantly changing. By the time Evan reached Riverton City, Emma's position had moved to the Riverton City Airport.

Riverton City Airport?

Evan frowned as he stared at the location on the map. He was confused. Emma had clearly said she was going into the city to meet an old classmate, so why was she at the airport?

The question made Evan uneasy, but he would soon have his answer.

Following the tracker again, he arrived near the airport and walked into a small shopping center. There, he saw her immediately, sitting in a restaurant on the first floor.

Through the transparent glass wall, at a four-person table in the back.

Emma was sitting across from the doctor he had met once before.

Evan froze on the spot. People bustled around him, but the noise of the shopping center suddenly faded away, replaced by a dull roar in his ears.

"Thank you, Mr. Allen. I'm sorry to have troubled you to come all this way just to deliver my medicine."

Inside the restaurant, Emma apologized gratefully to Nathan. She had no idea that just a few yards away, outside the restaurant, Evan was standing there, watching them without moving.

Nathan certainly hadn't traveled all the way from Averton City to Riverton City just to hear her say thank you.

So, in response to her gratitude, he just said coolly, "It's fine. The payment was very generous. There's no need for thanks."

Emma then remembered she hadn't told Nathan why she was in Riverton City. She quickly explained, "Yes, my hometown is a small town just outside Riverton City. I'm basically a local here."

"Oh."

Nathan nodded thoughtfully but didn't say anything more.

He was genuinely hungry. Since waking up that afternoon, he had only eaten that single roll. For a grown man of his size, that was hardly enough to stave off hunger. After several hours, his stomach was completely empty.

Nathan ate in silence. He wasn't in the habit of talking during meals, so the atmosphere at the table quickly cooled.

Emma sat across from him, holding her utensils, her eyes darting between the food on the table and Nathan. She wanted to pretend to be focused on her meal to avoid conversation, but she had just eaten lunch and truly wasn't hungry. She couldn't force herself to eat. Just sitting there, not eating and not speaking, made her feel incredibly awkward.