Subject 73 Red
More beads of sweat visibly appeated on Doyle's brow. It wasn't as though he could lie. He couldn't even really skirt the truth. Especially when Red saw Kay from the window. The wave from him was a clear indication that she was spotted. The veiled threat didn't help matters either.
"Alright, alright. I'll tell her. But if she runs, that's not my choice."
Doyle left the man's table and walked over to the door. He exited through it, stepping onto the porch and keeping Kay in full view of the window.
"He's obviously spotted you. Might as well go in. He claims to just want a discussion..."
Kay chewed the inside of her cheek.
"A discussion? I doubt that it's something so simple."
"Only one way to find out, isn't there? And besides, you can handle yourself, can't you?" Doyle gave her a knowing smile, yet his eyes still displayed his concern.
"Yes Doyle. You're right." After taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly, she turned and stepped into her shop with Doyle in behind her. Without even asking, Kay sat herself down at Red's table. She folded her hands on top.
"Well? I'm here now. So what did you want to discuss?"