Good. So it wasn't just him. "As do you," Jackson replied slowly, looking the man over. "I've been all over so maybe I've seen you in a bar or a pub somewhere but I have a feeling we've never met in our lives. I've been getting this feeling of familiarity a lot lately. Am I the first one you've met or have there been others?"
So the net was widening. He'd ask about the journal later if the man didn't mention it first.
"Look, let me put your order in and then we can talk." He left to put souvlaki and pilaf in with the chef and returned a minute later, leaning against the booth with his arms crossed over his chest. "Has there been anyone else?"