Jane
Suddenly, he gave Dean a slap on the shoulder before suddenly turning on his heel and sprinting off in the direction of the café once more. I sputtered and tried to open my door so that I could follow him, but Dean shoved me back into the car and locked it before running around to the driver's side of the vehicle. I tried to follow him.
"What the heck is going on? Where does he intend to go? Is he okay?" I yelled at him as he started the car and drove away without even fastening his seatbelt. I was furious.
"He's doing well. Someone dialed the police number, and now it is his responsibility to go and address the situation. "It's best that you're not there so that he doesn't have to explain the whole undercover thing," he explained. "It's better for everyone involved if you're not
