Chapter 47: Sheep and Wolves

I’m on my way to the restaurant Professor August asked me to join him, wearing a black denim trouser with a black long sleeve shirt and a pair of white sneakers, a white band wrapped around my hair and a tiny pearl bracelet on my wrist, the same build as my earrings.

I cannot lie, my stomach feels empty and full at the same time from the nervousness of knowing what he wants, I hope this isn’t about Damian again.

The restaurant he picked wasn’t in the highbrow areas of the city but it wasn’t exactly bad at all. The Fab Restaurant was one of those restaurants that catered to the needs of everyone, the rich, the poor and those in between. There was something in their menu that every pay grade could afford, which made it very popular.

I’ve been here once before with dad when it newly opened but it wasn’t planned or anything, we just got hungry on the road and The Fab was the closest restaurant.

I walk into the cozy restaurant late in the afternoon and the soft lighting and comfortable