Chapter 42. A Slap

They hurriedly followed Mary, who ran to the door behind the counter.

"What's going on?" asked Sarah breathlessly; they were hiding behind a pile of stainless trays.

"I saw Chelsea! She gets out of her car; she's heading here!" said Mary frantically.

"Has she used to come to this place before? Matthew asked, turning to her.

"No, I feel wrong about this. She seems to know something. What if…” Mary covered her mouth with wide eyes.

"No way! She must be just suspicious of you," Sarah said uncertainly.

"What are you doing?” Mary hissed as she watched Sarah rise to her feet.

"I have to see what's going on outside," Sarah said, walking on tiptoe to the slightly open door.

"You know someone named Mary? She seems to come here quite often," Chelsea muttered, looking up at the drink menu on the counter.

"Mary? Yeah, of course! She's a loyal customer o