“My real name is…”

“Madame,” the waiter intruded into their space, “any more orders?”

Rebecca and Jane glared at him.

“O-Okay. I’ll come back later,” he walked away without making any sound.

Jane turned her head fast and looked at Benjamin. “So, you were saying…”

He looked into Rebecca’s eyes. “It’s Benjamin Wolfe. That’s my real name.”

A second of silence passed, not counting the noise of the breeze and the sounds of the street.

“So much suspense for nothing,” Jane blurted out. “Aren’t both th