Free Evil Agreement by Richard L Hatin Page B

as he drove north along the highway back to Boston.
He had a growing urge to follow this mystery to its conclusion, wherever it
would take him.
    Meanwhile, back at The Royals Restaurant a florist’s delivery
car pulled up in front and the young driver got out of the car. He opened the
hatch back and removed a large bouquet of colorful flowers. He took the front
steps to the restaurant two at a time. In a moment, he is speaking to the young
female hostess. The hostess tells him to wait at her station for a moment. She
enters the restaurant’s large dining area and searches out Korie .
    After whispering to Korie , the two
of them returned to the Hostess’s station.
    “This is Korie ,” said the young
hostess.
    “I’ve been instructed to give these to you personally. Oh,
and this card, too,” said the young delivery boy as he placed the bouquet into Korie’s outstretched arms. He tucked the note into the
bouquet.
    “Have a nice day,” said the delivery boy as he turned and
hurried out the front door.
    The two women just stood there giggling over the surprise
bouquet and admiring its beauty and fragrance.
    “I’ll find something to put them in,” said the hostess.
    “That would be great,” said Korie .
The hostess disappeared and in a few moments returned with a large, open
mouthed wine carafe, half filled with water.
    “I rinsed it out first,” said the hostess as the two women
opened the bouquet and arranged the flowers inside. As they finished with that
task, Korie’s eyes went wide.
    “My customers,” she said as she turned away and hurried
towards the dining area. She slipped the note into her waitress’s skirt pocket
without opening it.
    “Please put them in a safe place will you, Heather?” said Korie from over her shoulder as she hurried back to work.
    “Don’t worry, I will,” said Heather.
    Later that afternoon, Aaron walked out of the Bank of Boston
with an old tattered leather bound book under his arm. He reclaimed his car
from the bank parking garage and after several more minutes, he was once again
on the Southeast Expressway heading south towards his condominium back in Middleborough .
    Later, instead of heading to his condo he found himself
heading back to The Royals Restaurant. He decided he needed to see Korie . Over the last few miles he practiced several
versions of an apology. He took the leather bound diary with him into the
restaurant. The hostess was new—at least Aaron didn’t recognize her from the
night before. He requested a table in Korie’s section
of the restaurant and at the window if at all possible.
    The hostess said he could have such a table in a few minutes.
As he stood in the waiting area he looked inside the dining area and could see Korie moving from table to table. Aaron enjoyed looking at
her. She had a graceful way about her. Her face carried a natural smile that
made her look radiant.
    “Sir, sir...Your table’s ready. Sir, I said your table’s
ready,” said the hostess.
    “Oh, yes, thanks.”
    “Follow me, please.”
    As Aaron entered the dining area, Korie immediately noticed him. She gave him a warm smile.
    “Here you are, sir. A window table just as you requested.
Enjoy your dinner. Your waitress will be with you in a moment.”
    “Thanks.”
    Aaron sat at the table. He placed the leather bound diary to
the side of the table. Korie came to his table with a
pitcher of water. She filled his water glass.
    “Look, I want to apologize to you for my drunken condition
last night. And I want to thank you for your kindness in seeing to it that I
had a safe place to sleep it off.”
    “Hey, it’s okay. It is not a problem, really.” Korie standing before Aaron shifted her feet. Their eyes
met. He wanted to say more but felt uncomfortable. She wanted to tell him she
really liked him but she was unsure of his feelings.
    “Well, anyway, tonight’s special is ...”
    “Wait, why don’t you surprise me? You order for me.”
    “I can’t,