“Who is sending these messages which seem to be disturbing you, Ruby?” Ferrel asked, as the two of them walked out of the shop, hand in hand.
“It’s Meshaye. She thinks that Severin sent some photographer to stalk us,” Ruby replied, as she looked nervously up and down the street.
“Well, let him do what he wants, because he cannot possibly hurt us by taking photos of us,” Ferrel said, with a kiss on Ruby’s cheek. “Let’s go for some coffee, so that you can have some of your lost energy replenished.”
“At least I can sleep early tonight,” Ruby commented.
“Oh, but can’t we at least watch a movie at the cinema before you return to the hotel?” Ferrel asked.
“A movie will be great,” Ruby responded as she slipped her arm around Ferrel’s and leaned her head against his shoulder.