Anastasia stood near the kitchen window of Garbi's restaurant, wiping a dry glass slowly as her mind wandered far away.
Her face looked calm, but inside, she was boiling. Something wasn't right. The unease she'd tried to shake off since morning still lingered.
She had seen a strange man loitering near the back alley of the restaurant twice already today.
'I can't keep pretending everything is fine,' she thought, placing the glass on the counter.
Just then, her phone vibrated in her apron pocket. She quickly brought it out and checked.
It was an unknown number. Her heart skipped. She hesitated before answering.
"Hello?" her voice trembled slightly.
"Miss Anastasia," a deep male voice echoed through the phone.
She stiffened. "Yes, who is this?"
"Do not panic. But you are being watched."
Her eyes widened as she looked around nervously.
"What do you want from me?" she asked, backing slowly away from the window.
