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Magnus had borrowed a clients second car, a black BMW with all the bells-and-whistles. But he drove to Boston in silence, no radio and no passenger, Alec choose to stay behind claiming that this was a matter he should tackle on his own. Magnus approached the exit for Boston and turned on his blinker. He memorized the address of the cafe Moira was last seen. He drove through the city navigating the brick streets with ease until he found the small building down a side street. Magnus parked across the street and turned off the engine then sat in the silence. He wasn't sure how this was going to go, he ran over every possible scenario in his head a million times and the outcome was never pleasant. He saw Moira either slapping him for finding her or he found that she had disappeared a week before his arrival. Magnus looked across the street and nearly fell apart. There she was, his sister kneeling on the sidewalk writing a message on a small chalkboard outside the cafe. She was more beautiful than Magnus remembered. Her hair was long and curly, pulled back into a messy bun behind her head. She wore a black skirt and a purple top underneath her apron. She finished what ever she had been writing and stood up walking back inside the cafe.
Magnus sat outside the cafe all day, watching people go in and out leaving with steaming cups and warmed pastries. He couldn't see Moira through the glass, but he knew she was there. Soon the last few people left the cafe. Magnus then realized that it was now or never and opened his car door.