(Third Person).
After finishing their meal, Dennis and Jeffery pushed their plates aside and stood from the small table.
The thick scent of roasted goat and spiced stew still hung in the air as they made their way through the lively restaurant, nodding curtly at the staff who bowed in gratitude after receiving their payment.
Once outside, the afternoon sun beamed down from a clear sky, casting long shadows across the parking lot.
They crossed to the far end, where their black SUV sat tucked away in the car park area.
Dennis unlocked the doors, and the two men climbed inside, shutting out the ambient city noise as the doors thudded closed.
Inside, silence settled between them as they watched the entrance of the restaurant through their side mirrors and rearview.
Jeffery leaned his elbow against the window and muttered, "Do we wait or follow?"
