The waiter filled the window. Blatantly he watched them. His stare? Intense. Extremely disapproving. Even when they returned his stare, his disapproval continued.
This had a disconcerting effect on both Colin and Helena.
On his way back to the Bookmaker’s, Colin calculated the odds on whether the waiter was an old lover of Helena’s, or knew that Helena was already in a relationship, perhaps even married.
On her way back to the Library, Helena wondered if Colin had a disturbing backstory: maybe he knew the waiter better than he had let on. Perhaps they were friends. Or enemies. Or lovers.