CATALINA
The anonymous person finally got back to me with an address
Chamberí
5pm, don't be late.
I'd been staring at my phone the whole drive over, reading the address like it was going to tell me something useful, like the street name alone was going to prepare me for whatever was waiting on the other side of it.
It didn't.
“Ma'am, are you okay?” Fernandez deep voice cut through my thought, and staring at him through the rare view mirror, I nodded.
Somehow scared that if I opened my mouth, it would betray me, or he'd figure out that I was lying.
We finally pulled over in front of the cafe, and I looked around, wondering what kind of person would want to meet in a place like this.
“Please wait here, I'll be back shortly.” I mumbled and stepped out of the car, not without regis
