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I decided to get there early to enjoy my favorite cutlets and vegetable salad. Mr. Moreau arrived in his own silver car when it was almost past 10six o’clock.

«I’m here!» – I wanted to yell after he entered the cafe. But the man had already seen me and was heading toward my table with determination.

– Good evening, Mr. Moreau!

I got up from my seat and extended my hand to him, which he immediately shook.

– Hello, Miss Spikes!

My lifeguard now looked rather austere, in a black blue suit, with a single-breasted jacket with two buttons, a snow-white shirt, and a silk gray tie.

A young waiter came up to us and Mr. Moreau ordered just water, thereby causing my stomach to feel uncomfortable after eating the meatballs.

– I won’t beat around the bush. Here are some of the remedies I promised you.

I took an envelope out of my purse and held it out to my savior.

– I’m sorry Ms. Spikes, but I will not accept these remedies.

His cool tone forced me uncertainly to remove my hand from the envelope.

– Is it because the whole amount isn’t there?