The restaurant was alive and busting with water scurrying back and forth and the hubbub of diners' voices drowning the background music. Giving up on my attempt to figure out why the place looked so familiar, I reexamined the greasy mess on my fork, wincing at the thought of another bite. "This is gawdawful, Nathan
- similar to the quality at Dalliance last week."
"Yeah, I thought it might be, Kate. That's why I brought you here."
"Hunh?" I snapped my head to stare at him. "What the eff for?"
"To follow a hunch."
"And spoil our evening."
"No, not spoil. We have the event at Pearl's test table in half an hour."
"Ooh! That's tonight? Good thing you keep track." I looked again at our appetiser plates and curled my lip. "So, why waste our time here?"
"To analyse why they're getting all the high reviews. I suspect somebody's diddling the online sites.