||Lucas||
[Hello again, Mr. Liu. I'm sorry for calling you a few times before. I'm so grateful for your help. If you ever found yourself in a predicament, please contact me. I'm glad to offer mine as well.]
Lucas kept reading the same message over and over again. The look in his eyes was dull as the screen light was reflected into them.
Lucas was standing with his back leaning on the store building of MoodSpresso. His hair and shoulders were dampened by melted snow. A shovel was propped against the store.
This was not the first time the woman sent him a text. She also tried calling him before but, Lucas didn't answer it. He felt bad for leaving her hanging yet, he wasn't in the right mind to do so.
"Help, huh?"
Lucas put the phone inside the pocket of his winter jacket. He didn't have the intention to reply to Liliana's message.
The clock was showing a quarter to six. The sky had darkened completely. The entire area was already brightened up with bright lights.
