Chapter 2: The Cryptic Conversation

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Chris sat in the small cafe, Sam had told him to go.
He got pitiful whispers and odd looks, when he had walked in.
It was usual for that to happened to him.
He sat down in one of the booths, the far, right booth.
He sat there, nervously tapping his fingers on the table. He looked at the door then looked out the window. Still tapping his slender fingers. Tap tap tap.
One of the cafe's waitresses came over and Chris just asked for a water. She knew who he was and gave him a pitiful glance before walking away.
Tap tap tap.
"Hey Chris." Said a soft-spoken voice. Chris snapped his head up, from surprise. Now looking up to see Sam. "Hey..." Chris croaked out.
Sam sat down, the waitress coming back with Chris's water, and taking Sam's order of a small coffee.
Sam looked straight ahead at Chris.
"Chris, this is urgent, so you need to listen to me. People could be listening to us right now. Understand?" Sam asked in a rapid tone. Chris nodded, but still had a confused look on his face.
"Good. He's back, that's all I can say. Bye Chris..." Sam mumured, then stood up and left out of the cafe before Chris could say anything. Chris threw a few bills on the table as tip and ran outside. He spun his head around, looking for Sam. She was no where in sight. Chris sighed and started to walk back to his small apartment complex. "He's back? Who's he and why is he such a worry?" Chris wondered.
??? Person POV
I watched as Sam ran out of the cafe, Chris running out after her. I watched as Chris looked for her, then walking back down to his apartment complex. "So, Sam wants to play that way, huh? I told her not to bother him and leave him alone. I won't ask twice." I thought angrily. Oh, Sam. I won't kill you, but I won't leave you alone. I chuckled, as I continued to follow.
Chris POV
I felt the watching sensation for a mere second before it dissapated.

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