My mind started to skip over to my conversation with my friends about buying the other main coffee shop in town, but I pushed those thoughts away. I needed to get my computer and get going since Elias was my ride. I unbuckled my seatbelt and hopped out. “Be right back.”
I went to the back of the truck where the entrance was, my footsteps slowing when I saw the door was wide open.
I hadn’t even realized Elias had followed me. “I just noticed the door was open,” he said when he stopped beside me. “Everything okay?”
I peered inside, flicking on the lights. My serving window, technically on the side of the truck, but the front of my business, was locked up tight. After my tire incident tonight, I was worried. I didn’t like thinking it, but I feared my ex or his wife might’ve had something t
