The taste of the coffee seeped through Kristel's buds as she was looking at the river in the early morning. Inhaling the morning air, and eating the tasty butter bread her hand held for almost a minute.
Today was the day she had been waiting for. Execution of her plan. The birds chirping above the trees in the back area near the river. Her head rolled behind her. Demitri was holding an open letter.
"What's that?" she asked, and Demitri looked at her without words handing the paper. Kristel glared. "Are you serious? You are handing me this? I have no free hands. Do tell me what is that.”
“It's a letter coming from Kyder.”
Her fine eyebrows arched upward. "How did Kyder hand it to you? Did he know we are here?"
Demitri nodded that widened her eyes. "Why didn't you tell me that he knew?"
