I was looking for a sign with a cupcake. A cherry-topped cupcake, according to mum, but this street seemed too quiet for a coffee shop. Then again, th... shop rents were probably lower, and the footfall from people walking to the mall could be good, and it was not too far from the Uni campus.Finally, I saw a sign, "Phoebe's Treats," and a smart red and grey shop front with smoked glass windows.I pushed open the door and entered, as I stepped in a distant buzzer sounded."Oh, Fuck!" I thought as my. A tall, casually dressed man with close-cropped hair that was mainly brown but was shot through with sliver at the edges took the podium. He was in good shape and when he spoke, he had a mixed accent of North American and if she were to guess, he was originally from England. Jenn's attention picked up immediately and she listened closely as he delivered a very interesting and original talk, offering new ideas about research and development in her area of expertise. He spoke with confidence and. "He's been in there an awfully long time," I said. "What if he double-crosses us and keeps all Sam's money for himself?" He won't, my love, I promise you," said Johnny, laying his hands overmine. "Please stop fretting."It was at that moment that Luis emerged from the building. As wecrossed the road to meet him he grinned and gave us the thumbs up."It all went perfectly," he said. "Not for a moment did anyone suspectI wasn't him." So everything comes to me?" I said. "You confirmed it?" Yes,". You need not have read the other stories of this collection to understand this story. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life.If you are under the age or.