Vital Found (The Evelyn Maynard Trilogy Book 2) by Kaydence Snow

Author:Kaydence Snow [Snow, Kaydence]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-16T16:00:00+00:00

New York to Melbourne is one of the longest routes in the world. I had to do two layovers, and one of my connecting flights was delayed, but thirty-five hours of travel time later, I arrived—tired, disheveled, and smelly. All I wanted was to collapse into a bed and sleep until my guys found me, but I couldn’t let my guard down just yet.

I still had to get somewhere safe—somewhere without police and CCTV. But for that, I needed help.

After brushing my teeth and changing my top in the airport bathroom, I stuffed my jacket into the duffel bag—both to change my appearance again and because it was a hot day. I made it past customs and passport control without incident and took another paid-in-cash taxi to my old stomping ground of Fitzroy.

It was midmorning as I slowly rounded the corner. The café was two doors down, a post office and a milk bar separating us. I wanted to take it all in before making my move.

Greville’s Café was our regular hangout when I lived in Melbourne. It took up two shop fronts in the middle of a small strip of stores located in a mostly residential area, a few blocks from my old school and within walking distance of both where I’d lived and Harvey’s house. People drove out of their way for the best fair-trade, organic coffee in the city, as well as the homemade jam doughnuts.

At least a dozen alfresco tables were situated out front, boxed in by low planters with succulents. Several oversized umbrellas provided necessary shade—a respite from the harsh Australian sun.

Harvey was sure to come here at least once, although I worried he’d already been today and wasn’t planning to come back. I had no idea what his schedule was. He’d finished high school the year before and would have started his graphic design course by now. It was all he could talk about when we were together.

I really didn’t want to go to his house and risk his sister or parents answering the door. I couldn’t hang out inside all day either—too many people I knew frequented the place. But loitering on the corner of a residential street all day would be way too suspicious.

I chewed my bottom lip, fidgeting with the strap of my duffel. The strong sun beat down on my back, making me sweat, and when my stomach growled, I decided to take the risk and go in.

The morning rush had ended, and I didn’t recognize any of the few seated patrons. I ordered a cheese toastie, a friand, and a latte. The food came out before the coffee, but when the barista placed the little glass full of happiness down in front of me, I abandoned the sandwich and immediately took a slow sip. I moaned loudly, my eyes closed, as the exquisite, smooth, creamy flavor hit my tongue.

When I opened my eyes, the hipster barista was looking at me with raised eyebrows, fighting a smile.

I cleared my throat. “I really needed that—rough morning.

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