I studied the faces of everyone in the café:
Rebecca still looked pissed at what I told her, but also looked concerned about the whole situation.
Alex, whom I still had pulled halfway across the bar, just looked embarrassed and more than a little scared.
Marilyn had the 'cat that swallowed the canary' look. I wasn't quite sure what it meant. I wondered if she could really be responsible for Blaze's disappearance.
Everyone else had a sort of blank expression. I think this violent outburst stunned most of them.
Mongo stepped from the stock room and softly called my name...
Neville Hunt almost 8 years ago
Mongo sounds interesting!
Christopher almost 8 years ago
Thanks, Neville. I mentioned him once or twice early on. I probably should've kept mentioning him so the readers didn't forget. He's been silent up to now. I originally had it in mind for him to be mute, but as usual these stories tend to go off in a direction I wasn't planning. So now Harpo will be speaking.
Neville Hunt almost 8 years ago
Ah, Harpo... now I remember Mongo. Great name!