Chris  strained his eyes on the small makeup mirror in his sun visor, but the dimness of the car  made it almost impossible to see his wife and Richard in the back seat, except for when they passed under the street lamps, and then it was only a glimpse or two at a time.<br/><br/><strong>"Almost 6 years"</strong>Chris answered matter of factly, reaching up to adjust his mirror, hoping a slight adjustment would provide a better view.<br/><br/>Chris nervously looked over at the Uber driver whom seemed content to stay out of the conversation, but he wondered if he suspected or even had an inkling of a clue of how the three passengers knew each other.  If he suspected that Chris was Nikki's husband, what would he think? Chris wiggled in his seat a bit uncomfortable, hoping the driver wasn't inclined to be too observant.