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"Colton's cafe? Where is that?" Donald mumbled under his breath as he walked around a bit. He thought well about the message before accidentally luring himself into his own death, then decided against meeting the person. Donald pocketed his phone and gave his surroundings a once over, before trying to locate a different route leading to his car.
On his way to the public lot, he was surprised to find two men wearing black leather clothes leaning against the car. Donald was puzzled at first, but upon realizing the way they looked at him, he took three steps back from them and felt a small hand on his shoulder from behind.
"This is not Colton's area." The feminine voice spoke low and charming into his ears and the two men by his car came up to Donald, and together they left his parking lot, going in another direction of the parking lot.
