𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝙿𝚎𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛

It was around 5 P.M., the light of the streets lamp were illuminating the quiet streets. Jack was sitting in a bar, staring down at the amber liquid in his glass while slow jazz was playing in the background. His mind kept drifting to his latest case of Steve’s disappearance which has been keeping him busy for the last few days. But he was snapped out of his thoughts when his gaze fell on the clock, noticing the late time.

After finishing and paying for his drink he exited the pub, about to continue on his way when he caught a pair of eyes looking at him from behind a building, making him pause.