"Zander?"
Promptly, I end the phone call with a scowl displayed across my face. Why is he here? How did he know my whereabouts? I thought I only told him I would be meeting Ken at café. Creepy, I am sensing stalker vibes. "I have been waiting for you since you two went in"
Zander flashes a smile. I rush up to him in hurry as Ken stands from afar. "Did you put some tracker in my purse? How did you find out the location?" Curiosity pushes me to query out loud. But the man does not give an answer. Rather, he changes the topic casually.
"I missed you" He spreads his arms and wraps around me. The embrace is tight, as if he does not crave to let go of me. Did something happen to him? "It is suffocating. Let me go" Under a frown, I let out a mutter. Breaking the hug, Zander greets; "Oh, you must be Ken"