She sat there, watching him.
Watching her former lover drink his life away.
She wouldn't say anything to announce her presence, she loved watching him suffer; it made her heart swell to know that the man who tried to kill her was miserable of her supposed death.
Chris had been there as she drifted away into unconsciousness, he held her as she "died" in his arms. She used it as an opportunity to escape, to start a new life and get away from the restraints the BSAA had on her.
So far, she was definitely enjoying herself.
Chris and Rebecca walked into the small restaurant, and she stood from her chair; it was time to take her leave before anyone knew she was there.
As she left her tip she noticed Chris glance in her direction; she knew he was waiting for her to get out before he told Leon whatever it was. She looked at him, making eye contact briefly before looking at her purse; he didn't seem to recognize her.
Good. She thought to herself, as she walked to the exit.
Better he never knows she's alive.