[There's no need to respond to the message, of course. Just being there on time is enough. But she stares at it for a long while, brow furrowed, a stirring of discomfort in the pit of her stomach. What does he want? The fact that he's messaging her now...well, she can't imagine that it's a coincidence.
Elias Bouchard doesn't seem to be the kind of man who's prone to coincidences. She leaves her scarf in her apartment before heading out to the appointed location. There's no point sitting around, so she'll be a bit early this time, waiting with her black coffee.]
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Elias Bouchard doesn't seem to be the kind of man who's prone to coincidences. She leaves her scarf in her apartment before heading out to the appointed location. There's no point sitting around, so she'll be a bit early this time, waiting with her black coffee.]