CHAPTER 37
CAUGHT IN A LIE
Johnson sat inside a cafe close to his work. He had escaped a busy work day for a lunch meeting with his Aunt Florence. He wanted answers about the letters. He looked at his watch. His aunt was already ten minutes late. She was always known for her lateness but he hoped she’d be early today. He wanted to get back to the office as early as possible.
The cafe was busy and the queue for those paying was long. The ambience was hectic but soothing with its jazz music softly playing in the background. Tables were filled with a range of customers from single workers to families with children or a whimpering baby.
He spotted his aunt’s short, grey curls. She was wearing a white woollen jumper and black pants that rustled as she rushed to his table. She was always imm
