AZRAEL’S POV
The café was quiet, save for the occasional clink of a coffee cup or the soft hum of a conversation. I sat in a corner, my hands wrapped around a steaming cup of black coffee, though I wasn’t really drinking it. My eyes were scanning, calculating, observing every passerby outside the large glass windows.
I didn’t come here for leisure. I didn’t come here to taste coffee. Nagpunta ako rito upang panoorin at bantayan si Haliyah.
Kakarating ko lang kanina sa mansyon ay agad akong bumyahe patungo rito... nang malaman kong binigyan sila ng day-off, at lima silang lumabas.
She had to be around somewhere. I didn’t know exactly why my instincts insisted she’d appear here today, but the feeling in my gut was sharp.
Minutes passed. People moved in and out. And then I saw her. Not
