Chapter 98 The Le Baron

• The Le Baron pulled up in the Doubletree’s parking lot. Derek and I piled out of the car, but not before he took about a dozen selfies with Gary, Anabelle, and Scott. I got drafted into being the unofficial photographer, and I used Anabelle’s cell phone to snap a couple of pictures of them all together. Predictably, Derek hammed it up for the camera.
• We said our goodbyes and left his adoring fans in the car, looking dreamily after their hero.
• When we got to the front desk of the hotel, nobody was in the lobby except the clerk behind the desk. Thank God she was fifty-something and had no idea who Derek was – I’m not sure I could have taken another fan freak-out. Though she did keep looking at him from out of the corner of her eye, like she’d seen him somewhere and couldn’t quite place him.