Edward locks the shop doors and hands the keys over to Angela. "You'll call if there are any problems tomorrow?"
"Honestly, Edward! Everything will be fine. Enjoy your day off and I'll see you on Friday." He watches her walk down the street, twirling the keys in her hands. Everything will be fine, his internal voice repeats.
"So, it's Edward, is it?" comes the voice from behind him, making him jump. Hair man. Again.
Edward turns around. "Are you following me?"
The other man's laughter is throaty and rich.
"So what if I am, Edward?"
Edward turns and marches away.