2. 25. 3. Safer In Your Arms

Walking across the road, I make it to the coffee shop. I place an order to be delivered to our apartment and while it's being prepared, take a seat on one of the vacant booths.

As soon as I'm in the seat, a message pops up with the address. I take a deep breath and look around once, checking to see if someone's keeping an eye on me or if it's just a fluke. Not wanting to risk it and thinking twice, I give into to what I'm about to do.

I just hope David is as shortsighted as Ben said.

I stand back up and approach the counter in the guise of paying up for the coffee. While I'm making the payment, as sly as I can be, I motion the employee behind the counter as subtly as possible to meet up with me in the washroom with just a tilt of my head.

I make haste to the washroom as soon as I'm done with payment. Hoping the employee follows me.

Once I'm inside the washroom, I check all the booths finding them empty. A few seconds later, the same employee enters through the door of the was