It's not yet evening; summer evenings naturally come later than usual.
It's considered a well-decorated cafe, of course, the price might make the general public frown. With Caroline's temperament, she usually wouldn't come to such a place.
But she had to wait for someone, and the other party designated this place. She had no choice but to order the cheapest black coffee.
Not long after, a middle-aged man rushed into the cafe, looking around as if searching for something. Caroline knew this was the person she was waiting for—the lawyer friend Nia asked her to contact.
6:37 in the evening, Caroline looked at the time again... It's too late, she wasn't sure if she could catch the bus back.
If it's too late, she would have to choose another route, requiring her to pass through several unfamiliar areas. Although she was a local, there were obvious differences between districts.
"Are you Caroline?" The middle-aged man quickly found Caroline's seat and sat down without hesitation.
