He had arrived half and hour early before their supposed rendezvous time. He had parked his car some distance away from their meeting point, at a little cafe where he went for french food on occasions. However, he remained hidden from sight and appeared only when it was exactly eight. He walked over to the bench which overlooked the bay, and in his opinion, the best there was. He flipped his cell closed after checking the time one last time and stepped into the pool of light made by the lamps which lined the walkway.