"Huh," Kristofer muttered for the second time. He was left to stare at the photo that was now on the front page of every news article he could see from the websites to the television screen.
A lot of people have seen it by now. He stared at the woman beside him, her smile seemed to hold so many mysteries. She was in fact a mystery herself.
"Dang," he muttered. She was not bluffing when she had bid him good luck. So far, he had received no feedback from anyone regarding her identity and he was left to stare at the only evidence that they had ever met.
She was, by his standards, very captivating. Although her eyes seemed to be conveying something, the curve of her lips masked perfectly the emotion she was trying to hide.
Kristofer was sitting at his favorite spot in his favorite coffee house. He took a quick sip from the steaming mug in front of him. It was late afternoon and he was still pondering about the identity of that mysterious woman.
