The Brink of it all

Angel and Pie

***3 Months before***

Lebanon Kansas, was August and a particular warm morning. Lebanon was unlike any other town one would find dotting across America's forgotten highways. Nothing of importance but to the towns folks that lived here. Though there was on spot in the forgotten town that everyone from 50 miles knew about. And that was Jenny's Cafe, made famous for its special coffee, so sweet it never needed to be sweeten and their homemade pies. The pies alone who make your mouth water just at the sight of them. No one knew Old Jenny's recipe but all they knew was it was dang good eatin.

This is where we find the blonde. She had ridden for miles on top of her Harley V-Rod. He legs ached, and every muscle was stiff. She looked around at her surroundings. Was exactly as HE had described, and exactly where HE said it would be.

Despite the warm weather the blonde wore a black leather biker jacket that shown off her curves. Under the jacket she had a plain v neck white tee, light blue jeans that hugged every inch of her slender long legs, and black motorcycle boots. She took off her mirror aviator and scanned the parking lot. There was no sign of her targets car. She sighed and prayed she wouldn't have to wait long.

She swung her long slender legs over her bike. Scanned the abandoned roads for her targets car one last time and entered the cafe.

She was greeted by the intense smell of baking goods and the sound of coffee beans being ground.

'Well I could be having a stake out at a more uninviting place.' She tough as she took a seat near the back window, where she could see the whole parking lot, and the cafe. She scanned her surroundings. Was a little place, wooden floors, and small square tables with white clean tablecloths, coffee mugs over turn in front of every chair. It was a comfortable space lightly furnished with pictures of celebrities with Jenny the owner.

"Hiya! Never seen your face around these parts you must be a newbie!" A short round woman with red curly hair, who was also the women in the pictures around the joint, so the Blonde could only just guess was Jenny. Approached the blondes small table. "Well if I can make a suggestion for your order, our brazilian blend coffee goes great with our fresh apple pie, and a little thing like you I also suggest two slices put some meat on those bones."

"You know after my drive that sounds lovely Jenny. But I'll just take one slice, got to watch the blood sugar I'm afraid" The blonde smiled at her cheerful and loud hostess, knowing she wouldn't see through her lie.

"Sure thing cupcake!" She scribbled down the order, "one more thing love, I never forget a face, can I get a name for the order I prefer knowing all my customers." The big women smiled widely.

"Jessica, my name is Jessica. So you know all your customers?" Asked Jessica.

"Sure do! Honey, I never forget a face." Waitress bopped Jessica on the nose with her pen.

"Oh maybe you can help me. I was wondering if you knew a man who lives around here. Medium build, green eyes, scruffy face, in his 30's drives a old black Chevy Impala?""

"Oh heavens yes!" Jenny boomed, "Dean! He is one of my regulars! If he doesn't get it himself he sends his tall brother Sam, or his friend that always wears a trench coat Cass. Odd one that feller is, icey blue eyes, not very good people skills. But all good boys!" She half smiled as she stared out the window in almost a daydream.

"You know if you could expect them today? Old friend, just passing through town was hoping to catch them before I have to hit the road again." Jessica asked, bringing Jenny back to reality.

"Don't rightly know sugar. They haven't been in awhile so I would expect them today but you never know with them. But if you do have to leave and they don't show I will be happy to pass along a cell number."