"Uh, hello! How are you?" Freddie asks the woman in confusion as he pushes me behind him protectively.
We both know something is off about the woman. Mainly because she is grinning from ear to ear.
"Oh, I'm fine! Especially now. How are you, Freddie?" She asks menacingly.
Freddie looks back at me as I grip his arm tightly.
"Do you know her?" I whisper to him.
Obviously, something isn't right. We both can feel it.
"No, he doesn't, Samantha," the woman says softly.
I gulp. Who is she? And more importantly, how does she know our names?
"I'm sorry. How do you know my-?"
"Oh, I know plenty," the woman scoffs.
The woman takes a step forward. "Where's the shop owner, Freddie?" She asks as she steps to the side and leans against the wall.
I look at Freddie, confused. Why does she want Joe, and how does she know all of us? I only just met Joe.
"Hey, did I hear someone scream?" Joe asks, walking out of the cafe.