Natalie yawned and stretched herself. She stood up from her desk and did a little neck exercise before murmuring.
''I'm hungry.'' Natalie picked her bag and her phone rang.
''Who could be calling me?'' She muttered as she took out the phone.
''Hello?''
''Natalie, this is Detective Wales, can we meet up and talk?''
''Mm, sure. Where do you want to meet?''
''Where are you? I will come there.''
''I'm at Song Group. Then, let's meet at the café across the road.''
''Sure!''
Natalie looked at the phone and frowned, ''what could be so important that he wants to see me?''
…
Natalie stared the coffee in her hands as she sat by the roadside of the café. It was an open space which was wide and free.
''Natalie, hi!'' Wales said after he walked to her.
''Hi, sit down. I ordered juice for you.'' Natalie said and Wales smiled, taking the glass of juice.
''How are you doing?'' He asked.
