Tasha looked around from the corner of the street to pinpoint the restaurant name she was looking for. It was night time and the shops were all open and bustling with customers flowing in and out every second. Many simply stood on the footpath and chatted away. Soda bottles in hand or posing for a group selfie.
A cold air blew. Tasha crossed the street when the lights turned red and got inside the restaurant which emanated golden lights from the inside.
The moment she got in, warm air rushed to meet her face and when the entrance door shut close, she only heard a faint silence.
This restaurant, in contrast, didn't have many people in it. There were a few scattered here and there, couples and newlyweds, mostly. You knew it by looking at the flustered expressions on their faces.
Sliding her lock screen away, she pressed the call button on the most recent number.
"You're here?" Haffar asked immediately.
