Chapter 15-01Pulling the door open going straight for the barista whose face perks up meeting my eyes as I get closer to his dimpled face. “The usual, Benny.”
“Coming right up beautiful.”
Smirking, he turns to get my order while I look around the shop. People talking animatedly, business men going through the latest stocks newspaper, a presumed college student writing an essay. This is something I can never get bored of; the coffee shop. While my eyes drifts pass everyone, a silhouette picks my interest from across the street looking at me but too quick as a car passes by, I didn’t see it again. Talk of creepy.
Trying to wade my mind off the shadow from earlier, the news tunes out loud enough to get the attention of most persons in the shop whose eyes got trained on the TV, even mine wa
