"I thought how nice it would be if we spent the evening at home."
"Just as you say, Roger."
"You don't care?"
"Of course not."
She was so calm, so damn calm. There would never be another like Diane.
"You won't regret it," Roger promised.
"My, but this boulevard is deserted," she said. "Not a soul in sight."
That was for my benefit. It was my cue.
I sat up silently.
He saw me then in the rear-view mirror. "What the hell?" He started to turn.