Len was seated at a table, waiting for Cisco while he worked his way through the Super Value Meal #3. The food here really wasn’t too bad. He was still going to get ice cream though, once he was done with this kid.
Cisco walked in, a large paper bag in hand as he scanned the restaurant for Len. He had to resist grinding his teeth when he saw the man, it had become second nature. He slid easily into the booth and greeted the man with a nod. “Len.”
