Vivian Avery was supposed to meet him at the local Farmers' Market. Adam Eriksson didn't normally enjoy going out. He tended to have issues with paranoia, but after spending most of his life tracking down, lying to, and killing people for his government...and then having the woman he loved be murdered by that same government...well... It sort of had an impact. Still, he worked at the diner, and Gemma had been talking about having an updated menu. While Adam wasn't really sure that completely revamping the menu was a good idea, he liked the thought of having a specialty menu, and hoped to broach the subject with Vivian while out shopping. It was always a good idea to check out new sellers, especially for produce. Some producers would slack off after getting solid business from an established restaurant. Making sure the produce they got was top of the line was important.
Wearing dark jeans and some dressier shoes, he nevertheless had on a semi-casual, dark green button down. Going out was not something he did often, and the only shoes in his closet were beat up sneakers he wore at the diner, and the dress shoes he wore less frequently upon outings. Mostly, his outings involved going to see his kids, his daughter and son, so he didn't really feel a need to wear the nicer shoes. Knowing he'd be seeing his boss though changed things. He certainly didn't want to look sloppy when meeting her.
Arriving at the market in his Accord, Adam parked a bit aways, and began the walk. The fresh air was good for him, relaxed him. Well, pretty much everything he did was relaxing compared to his old life's work. The adrenaline naturally released into the body when chasing and shooting at people had given him high blood pressure, and his heart rate had been a little whack. Anything not related to chasing and shooting was a thousand times easier, and kept his heart rate and blood pressure steady and even.
Nearing the market, he began craning his neck around, hoping to spy the medium length, blonde hair of his boss.