Brandon POV
"What's wrong?" I ask as I stand up and reach for her hand. The joy I felt at watching her walk in here all by herself has dissipated at the look of fear on her face.
"Th-that man, did you see him?"
"What man?" I ask, instantly on alert as I move her behind me. I had been watching the customers that have been coming and going from the shop. It's mid-afternoon so quite a few people have been coming in and out grabbing lunch. Not many have stayed for very long, those that have were all eating. No one had stayed longer than necessary, no one I had seen appeared to be scoping the place out, nothing out of the ordinary.
"I-I don't think..." she trails off as she looks around. "I don't think I see him anymore."
"Did you recognize him?" I take her hand and begin to lead her back
