"Well then, I don't want to force you to do anything. Would you rather me take you elsewhere?" Jack asked, noting how nervous Enlyn seemed.
"No its fine this is near my next job anyway." She had her hand on the knife in her pocket.
"Ah, alright." Jack said, pulling up to the cafe. "After you, m'lady."
Enlyn hopped outta the car and headed inside her hand still ready to go to her knife.
"So, where do you get your information then?" Jack asked. (Gtg, bye!)
(Bye!)
"Cops, others. Can't really say their names." She shrugged.
(Also sorry I'm trying to make it fast)
Bump?//
