Mitch Rapp POV
Waking up to aggressive typing, my gaze falls upon Stan on his laptop.
"morning" Stan greets not bothering to look up.
"Morning" I groan out, sitting up and walking to the bathroom.
After a quick shower, I get dressed in some jeans, putting on a random shirt while walking back in to see if Stan has made any progress.
"I swear if you ask me about any progress, I will shoot you in the foot Mitch." He threatened, knowing that I had become bored of waiting for any leads.
"Wasn't going to say anything." I speak, pursing my lips before walking over to the other laptop.
"Why don't you go get me a coffee, there's a shop down the road." He demands, like I'd just follow his commands without a second thought.
Wow.
Anyway,
"Sure thing" I answer, grabbing my jacket and keys, walking out of the hotel room.
Driving for a few minutes, I finally arrived at the small cafe Stan was talking about, it is extremely popular, but it mostly attracts older people.
Walking in, I stand in line and wait.
I zone out as my mind wanders onto other things.
I wonder if I'll see her again.
If we must track her down, then let it be.
We met her like a couple days ago, she won't even remember us.
Stupid, you are actually dumb.
She won't forget us because we made a perfect impression.
She might have a boyfriend already.
Stop being a downer and order your coffee.
Wait, what?
"Hiya, what can I get for you?" A kind voice asks.
I look up to realize it is in fact, my turn to order.
"Right... uh... can I have two coffees, one black and both with two sugars, and uh, a chocolate muffin please." I list, grabbing my card out.
"That will be $6.40" she smiles.
Has coffee gotten more expensive or is it just me? Once I had paid, I walked to the side to wait.
I miss her.
I miss Katrina.
"Sir, your coffees and muffin." She speaks, getting my attention.
"Thank you" I thank her, before turning around to walk out, but stop when I see something.
Well, more like someone, but the lights turn green and the car speeds away.
Placing the coffee cups and muffin in the passager seat, I start to drive back, trying not to think of her or Katrina.
"Hey, Mitch I think we have a lead!" Stan calls from the table with all the laptops set up.
"I only just came in, got your cup coffee by the way." I say walking in and closing the hotel door shut.
"Black? Two sugars?" He calls out, checking I got him the right one.
"Yeah, even got you a muffin." I responded, approaching him.
"Oh, banana flavored?" He investigates, finally looking up at me.
"No, got chocolate." I state, placing the muffin next to him.
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