“What can I help you with?” Susan asked as she needed the money to buy a ticket.
The man started explaining what he needed her to do. “Something easy. You see, I have all this luggage with me, and I can't leave them here. Could you get me a cup of coffee in that café?”
He pointed at the café in the basement.
That's it?
Susan put her guard down and agreed.
After the man had given her the money, she went downstairs to buy him a cup of coffee.
Buying a cup of coffee for someone was not a big deal, but she was so worried about her mother that she dropped her guard against the strangers around her in the airport. Had Susan been in her right mind, she would have remembered that there were airport workers who could help the man with the luggage.
Yet, she did not think of that. She arrived at the basement and realized most shops were newly open.
“A cup of coffee, please,”
“Sure. Please wait a minute.” A middle-aged man walked up to her.
While waiting for the drink, Susan kept looking at her watch anxiously.
“Why don't you take a seat first? The coffee is not going to be ready anytime soon. How about a glass of water to calm you down?” The café owner then gave her a glass of water.
Without hesitation, Susan took a sip of the water as she was thirsty.
Some ten seconds later, her head started spinning. “You...”
“Are you tired? Why don't you take a good rest? I'll find you a comfortable spot.”
The man walked up to Susan with a baffling smirk.
Susan's body started trembling. She wanted to escape but was too weak to hold herself up. Instead of standing up, she fell from the chair. “S-Stay away from me. Do you know who I am?”
“I don't care who you are. The moment you step into my shop, you'll have to obey me.” The café owner continued to inch closer with a syringe in his hand.
Susan plunged into despair and did not know what to do.
With the remaining strength she had, she pulled herself away. Fear was written all over her face, and tears began rolling down her cheeks.
Never in a million years did she think she would die in such a manner. Is this karma? Do I have to pay the price for the evil deeds that the Limmers had done in the past?
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