"Good evening, Gentlemen. I see the wine would not be sufficient to satisfy your famished stomach.", the waiter in a black and white suit chuckled at the two men who had been sipping their wine for quite sometime.
Handing over the menu he suggested, "Why don't you try some of our finest delicacies? How about tasting Petite Lamb Shank and grilled Merguez suasage?"
"Frank, that sounds perfect for dinner, ain't it?" the taller among the two spoke in a shrill tone.
"I agree with you Dylan." the other man raised his brows and tilted his face to one side agreeing on the menu.
"Your order would be ready in 15 mins, Sir", the waiter returned with the menu card.
The grand shimmer at the epicenter of the restaurant mirrored the vehicles that passed on the street opposite to the restaurant, Bloomsbury Bistro where the men sat enjoying their dinner. Black wheels of Nissan Juke screeched at the Whitaker Mill Road exactly opposite to the restaurant in Raleigh, North Carolina.
At the steering was a young woman with a nerdy face in her late 20's. Her appearance didn't seem to harmonize with the black Prada that looked vivacious on her. The cold winter had deteriorated her and her fingers were cliched to the steering wheel while she tapped her legs in nervousness."Hannah, I really think this is the best move.", the blonde who sat beside the steering wheel comforted her.
"Dylan is a pro at it, I am sure Frank will confess his infidelity today", Hannah bit her lips as she spoke in anger but deep within she wanted Frank to be innocent.
Dylan tried playing with the second button in his shirt as he adjusted the mike that he had hidden inside. He kept looking at the shimmer to see if he could find Hannah across the street.
"I will lift my glass as a sign for you to be more vigilant." Hannah picked up her binoculars and adjusted her focus to the shimmer.
"Give me my earphones Siena, I've received the signal", Siena rushed her hands through the back seat of the car and pulled out the earphones.
Hannah connected them to the receiver so she could here the conversation.
"Dylan, man my wife, Hannah makes scrumptious grilled Merguez Sausages. You should come home sometime to try them." Frank boasted about Hannah's cooking skills.
Sienna glanced at Hannah and patted her on her thighs warning her not to get carried away. Hannah's fierce eyebrows dropped a little and she went back the most beautiful moments that she had shared with Frank.
"Honey, these sausages are delicious........" Holding the sausage in one hand and his mouth full, Frank pulled Hannah and held her around her waist, "Am sure not a single soul could surpass you in the entire Raleigh"
Hannah pulled the microwave door as it squeaked and pushed Frank aside smiling. "Oh Frank I am totally in love with you" She ran back into his arms missing out on the door of the microwave.
Their love had grown over the past two years and Hannah, just like every woman in any part of the world was proud of her husband and she knew she would never be the victim of betrayal until that one night.
It was 12 in the night and Hannah was woken by the beep on Frank's mobile. It was a message that read, "Baby I miss you !! come back soon !!"
The sender had no name and Hannah hadn't spoken about it to Frank. However, each day the suspicions increased as Hannah began to question Frank's behavior and character.
Suspicions led to questions, questions led to frustrations and frustrations snaked to fights and arguments. Frank denied every doubt and that was when Siena had advised her to hire a detective so Hannah could do a reality check.
"You pay me good Hannah and I will give you the truth", Dylan promised Hannah
"Money can be arranged Dylan, I want the truth in any condition", Hannah urged.
Dylan posed as a client and scheduled a dinner with Frank the next day at Bloomsbury Bistro. Little did Frank know that Hannah was invited too.
"The deal seems to be clear Dylan, I shall ask the VP to contact you soon.", Frank assured.
"Thank you so much Frank, Would you mind if I ask you a question?"
Frank nodded in agreement.
Outside in the cold winter sat the two woman in a Porche listening to the conversation. "He wouldn't get the half a million dollars that my dad had promised him, if he walks out of our marriage." Hannah reminded Siena about the deal her father had made with Frank which he would receive on their third marriage anniversary.
"In just a span of two years, I've had three marriages. How do you manage to keep the same ring on?" Dylan got personal with Frank.
"Hannah is a wonderful lady Dylan. I cannot dream of another woman in her place. She holds me through every thick and thin."
"Yeah, she surely is Frank". Dylan agreed not able to figure out why Hannah had ever doubted a man like Frank who had spoken so many good things about her in the past 2 hours.
"Maybe you were wrong Hannah", Siena objected.
"I am so glad I was proved wrong Siena, I need to apologize to Frank for having doubted him", Hannah wiped the tears that fell out of happiness.
"I am sure you should Hannah. You should be getting home soon for it. I will take a taxi home", She got out of the car waving at the smiling Hannah.
The street was crowded with heavy vehicles. A speeding car suddenly stopped and Siena got into the car. "Alexander road",Siena adjusted her dress and ordered the driver.
She felt fingers snuggle up to her waist and turned with a naughty and sensuous smile.
"Oh my baby I am so glad you didn't blurt out anything.", She hugged the man sitting next to her.
"Yes Honey, you just have to wait another ten days for the third anniversary and then we would have the half a million dollars", Frank kissed her passionately.
Around a mile away, Hannah stood at her kitchen making grilled Merguez Sausages.
This post is part of Contest 8.. on WriteUpCafe.com
This story is written for a contest on WriteUpCafe and inspired with the following theme.
"There are two men sitting in the booth of a diner eating dinner together and talking. A woman sits outside in a parked car, watching them through the window. Who are they? What is their relationship to one another? What are the men discussing? What is the woman thinking? What does she do next? Write a story that opens with this scene and explores these questions."
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