EPISODE EIGHTY-TWO- LEAH

Julian’s POV

It was already nighttime by the time I decided to stop. There was a nearby café, so I parked my car in their parking lot and went straight into the coffee establishment.

The bell above the door chimed as soon as I entered, and I was thankful that the cafe was mostly empty, save for a couple of teenagers who were sitting at the end of the room with headphones on, hunched over their laptops.

There was only one staff behind the counter, a petite lady, with pin straight, jet black hair.

“What can I get you, tonight, sir?” She asked politely.

“Coffee, black,” I ordered and she nodded, tending to my order.

I went to an empty booth beside the window, that gave me the perfect view of my car from the parking lot.

I was still very much aware that there was someone following me, but I wanted to know what their motive was at least. Were they waiting for me to lure me out, or did they just want to rob my gold?

“Here you go, sir,” I looked away from the window to see the waitress b