Despite what Melanie had alluded to during their walk, neither one of them seemed remotely suspicious as he dropped them off at the mall entrance.“Just call when you want me to come get you,” he said through the open window. “It shouldn’t take me more than an hour.”“You sure you don’t need a pedi? A manny mani?” Melanie asked, smiling.“I probably do, but maybe the next time,” Ben said, laughing. He rolled up the window and pulled out of the parking lot.He knew he couldn’t call Shadi from his cell phone. He was pretty sure his cell had become public domain, and any calls, especially calls to an unfamiliar cell number, would sound the alarms.Before this, his plan had just been to get Shadi to cancel the appointment with Sara. It would have been simple enough. A call from a pay phone, a message left on her voice mail.But as he drove back through town, he thought about Lucky walking out of the restaurant, not suspecting anything and then getting pummeled. Anyone who could do that, or have that done, probably wouldn’t hesitate to do it again.
