The man licked his lips. “It’s said that a felon who was freed not too long ago is roaming this area. He has no proper job and sustains himself picking trash. He has also scared a few tourists by the beach.”
Josiah squinted and felt suspicions rising.
“Get the surveillance recording,” he instructed seriously. “I want recordings from every corner. No angle missed!”
…
It was sunny, and the beautiful cafe was bustling.
Cordelia brewed coffee and made desserts behind the counter as she listened to her friends chat and laugh. While taking in the aroma in the place, bliss enveloped her, and she pulled the corners of her lips up.
A big hand landed on her shoulder softly. She turned back to meet a pair of deep, loving eyes.
“Tired?” The man smiled. “Leave them. I’ll take care of it.”
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