Linda walked out of the cafe and was followed by the man that was keeping watch on her.
Silently she unlocked a car and and sat down.
The man opened the other side and sat down. He started the car and moved out into the traffic.
"Home James." Linda spoke calmly.
"Think that he can do the job? And May I come upstairs?" James spoke softly. 
"I guess so and no. You should know better than to ask." Linda spoke.
"Can't blame me for trying, Linda. Honestly." he spoke softly. 
:I suppose not. You are just not my type, James. Out there is a lady for you. Thanks for the ride home." Linda spoke as she got out. She went to the apartment building where the doorman let her inside with a tip of his hat.
James drove away disappointed once a again.