It was a
stormy morning in Iowa, Peyton Sawyer walked in with intentions of
eating a warm breakfast before searching the newspaper for the out of
the ordinary. Hoping for a case that'll keep her busy for the next
week. There hasn't been much happening which was weird but she didn't
think much of it and took on what ever she could. She took a
seat down, two guys sat in the booth before nodding at her with a
smug look. She gave a faint smile and opened the news paper she had
kept in her small bag she carried around with her.
