Julissa’s fingers curled into fists so tightly that her knuckles turned white. She could feel the tension radiating through her entire body. She had already poured the drink over herself—what more did Serena want? Before she could gather her wits and speak, Serena gestured smoothly to the bartender, a cold smile playing on her lips.
A moment later, a steaming cup of coffee was placed in her hand. The warmth of the cup contrasted sharply with the chill that had settled in Julissa’s heart. A bad feeling crept up Julissa’s spine, sending shivers down her back. Serena swirled the cup gently, and smiled. “This is my treat to you, Miss Hickman. A little token of appreciation for the coffee you made me last time.”
Julissa’s body stiffened. She knew exactly what this was about. That day at Time
