She was meeting Selina for lunch. Now that Selina had finally gotten her phone fixed, it was possible to call her. Inwardly Bonnie was waiting for the magic moment when Selina invited her home, but so far, although Selina had reluctantly parted with her telephone number, she would reveal nothing at all about where she lived. Bonnie thought about following Selina. It wasn’t as if she knew nothing about stalking. Once she’d stalked a mother bear back to her den and gotten a whole roll of pictures of the cubs. Of course, she’d also gotten sent home from summer camp. The consequences of meeting Catwoman when she didn’t want to be met might be a whole lot worse.
The lawyer droned on about the legal case he planned to mount against Eddie and the mysterious organization for which he worked. Bonnie was bored. She was reduced to watching the digital counters on her watch. Twelve-fifteen. If the meeting lasted much longer, she was going to be late. Finally Tim noticed what she was doing.
“Do you have to go somewhere?” he whispered.
Bonnie thought a moment, then nodded.
“Then go—you’re making everyone nervous.”
With a grateful smile, Bonnie hurried from the room. She paused by her desk to grab the morning newspaper—the original reason she’d called Selina and suggested they get together for lunch—then raced out the door. She was panting when she reached the restaurant at twelve-forty. She was ten minutes late; Selina was nowhere in sight.
“She’s about my height with dark hair and dark eyes. She looks like she’s real strong and she dresses kind of strange.” Bonnie quizzed the waiter.