The Pack's Secret Keeper
“Well, you’re in the right profession to fix that. A few of your own coffees, and you’ll be back on track.”
“Yeah,” Diana rose to her feet. “I’ll make you a new one seeing as I drank half of yours.”
“Free coffee? I won’t say no,” Aislen followed her into the back of the café. There was an industrial style kitchen in gleaming stainless steel, with a team of people washing dishes and preparing food. Diana ignored them, moving forward into the store, where the coffee machine was. She took over the machine.
Aislen looked around, curious, seeing the shop from the other side for the first time. There was a Secret Keeper sheet pinned to the cork board, along with a piece of paper with names, dates,
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