The park wasn't anything special. A bowl of green with a stripe of grey cutting through. Where joggers and rollerbladers went by. There was a playground and a pavilion. It was enough for
Westcity
. Jack liked it, but still felt out of place.
He was wearing sunglasses and a grey track suit. He didn't wear any of his branded stuff. Just tried to seem as plain as possible.
He sat on a bench that overlooked the whole park. There was one big tree to the right.
Imogen Howe
had said meet by the tree.
He debated about what to bring, flowers or something, but what if it wasn't like that, it was weird she didn't just text. But it had to be discussed there.
He saw her now walking to the tree, and he waved her down.
"So what is this top secret? Did you make sure they weren't following you."
A strange look flashed across Imogen's face. Like she was figuring out how much he knew. Then it went back to normal.
"Yes, top secret. I wrote a note, you have to eat it when your done."
