Journee kept looking everywhere but could not spot Harris in the crowd. She had to find him fast, interrogate him fast as they had to rush back home before William would arrive. Else they would be in a world of hurt.
"Do you see him?" asked Kay.
"No."
"Are you sure he would be here?"
"Of course, AK's intel never fails," replied Journee.
"Oh, then where is he?" asked Kay.
"Let me try something," said Journee and walked up to the counter. After a few minutes in line, she placed an order and came back towards Kay.
"Did you come here to drink coffee?" scolded Kay.
"That was not for me," smirked Journee.
"Ohh! Nice!" he high-fived Journee with excitement.
They both stood in a corner and waited for the barista to complete her order. After a few minutes, the barista shouted, "Cinnamon Dolce latte venti for Harris, cinnamon dolce latte venti for Harris."