Camila adjusted the cuff of her blazer as she watched Travis walk into the café, his confident stride betraying no hint of hesitation. She had chosen a corner seat, an area draped in enough anonymity to discuss their delicate matter without prying eyes.
"Travis," she greeted, her tone a blend of formality and veiled warmth as he approached.
"Camila," he acknowledged with a nod, sliding into the chair opposite hers. His gaze was direct, piercing blue eyes locking onto hers. "You mentioned you wanted to talk about something important?"
She took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the moment upon her. "It's about the information I have- the details you're so eager to get your hands on."
"Go on," he prompted, leaning back, his expression unreadable.
"Look, I know what this da
