Twenty minutes earlier
It's a slow Friday evening at Fiona's World.
Evenings aren't exactly the most ideal time for sugary bits. In my opinion, you need sugar and caffeine when you're barely awake by 7:00am and you're rushing to your job or school. There are barely any customers in here, the last guy in here, a college student, just bade me farewell. Aunty Fiona left me in charge of the bakery thirty minutes ago. She said something about doing a physical delivery not too far from here.
Theo is meant to join me but he said he'd swing by later. He had some things he needed to take care of at the station. No doubt, they're still trying to compel Dave Shaw to start talking.
I grab a clean napkin and start wiping the tables and chairs, making sure that it's spic and span. I'm sort of a neat freak so it's in my job description to do this and I'm kind of bored. My mind reverts back to my last conversation with Jason and it suddenly becomes occupied.
