My Lovely Stalker

5

After that day, Andre keeps bothering Fern. He sends Fern three baskets. Morning Breakfast Basket, Afternoon Snack Basket, and Night Dessert Basket. Ridiculous much?

He also goes to the restaurant everyday to trail along Fern while she's working. He even comes with her to the staff room when she's eating. Fern hates it. And she's not the only person who hates it. Nicholas does too.

On the weekends, Fern and Nicholas went to more places. It wasn't exactly called a 'date'. They're not official yet. They went to the gardens, tried iconic Montreal food, went to this beautiful restaurant with a sky view, and went bike riding every weekend. Fern enjoyed every second of her time with Nicholas.

One night, a Sunday night. As Ferm was about to go to sleep, she got a phone call.

" Hello? "

" We have found a possible suspect, .... "

" I'll be right on it "

And just like that, they ended the phone call. Fern clenched her fist. Of course! Why was she so clueless! Where was all that money coming from? Of course! It was now crystal clear. 

Fern put her phone down and headed to her desk. That single phone call washed away all her sleepiness. She took her notebook and began listing all the possible things she could do.

The next morning, Fern woke up energized. The first day. She rushed to the bathroom and shower before putting on her work outfit. A sandwich she bought yesterday went inside her mouth and she rushed out to get to the cafe.

Day 1: his debit card.

She opened the door to the cafe and rushed to the staff room. Guess what, a big basket of food and flowers was there. It was from Andre.

Fern took a deep breath and put her stuff down. Her fist was clenched already. This is all getting overwhelming.

Fern took her apron and began working. Her plan will be initiated at 12.00, she'll lose lunch but it's worth it.

The first half of the day went surprisingly well. A lot of customers came, so Fern was kept busy the whole morning. Lunch came soon enough and Fern was thrilled. She was feeling malicious.

At 12, just in time, the doorbell chimed followed by Andre marching in. Fern tidied up her apron and rushed to the counters. Ready to make Andre's order.

As always, Andre ordered the VIP room for himself. Fern's the private waitress. Everything was going according to plan.

Andre went into the VIP room and sat down. He clicked the button to call Fern. Fern arrived seconds later. Andre then began ordering.

" I'd like spaghetti please, " Andre said.

" The drink? " Fern asked sweetly.

" Just hot tea thank you, " Andre said.

Fern nodded and went out to tell the cook. She told the cook and went to the counter to make the hot tea.

After 15 minutes, Fern took Andre's order to the VIP room and began her plan. She was very lucky that Andre's wallet was there hanging out on the table. She put the order down and pretended to "accidentally" knock Andre's wallet. The wallet fell down and everything went out.

" I'm so sorry let me tidy that for you, " Fern said with the most luscious tone.

Fern kneeled down and began tidying up Andre's wallet. She took the fake copy's from her pocket and put it inside Andre's wallet. She took Andre's 3 debit cards and put it in her pocket.

" Here you are sir, my apologies, " Fern said as she handed the wallet back to Andre.

" Apology accepted, thanks, " Andre replied.

Fern went out of the VIP room and into the staff room. She started jumping up and down like a kindergarten student. She cheered of success. She did her first plan. It succeeded.

Now you can't buy me those ridiculous gift baskets anymore Fern thought.

The rest of the day went splendid. Andre didn't suspect a thing. That day, surprisingly, he paid with cash. And like always, Fern received a 100 dollars tip. After the day was over, Fern forcibly declined Nicholas's offer to go home together. She has a location to get to. ASAP.

" Here you are, sir, " Fern said.

" Great job, let's see how's the reaction tomorrow, then we can take further action, "

" Alright, " Fern replied.

" Thank you, now you may go, "

Fern walked out of the building and rode on her bike home. Her life just got 100 times more interesting...