The truth
The cafe was almost empty. Karen looked at her watch desperately, it was almost midnight, ugh! she had been waiting for almost four hours in this damned cafe! She looked at her wary waiter and without saying anything, he went inside to get her her sixth or maybe seventh cup of coffee. Karen Roberts was a well - known detective in her city and was known for solving almost all her cases within her given time limits. She was now waiting in the cafe for a person who claimed to have vital information of her next assigned case which was by far the most difficult one she had worked on. Most people would have thought her for a fool to have agreed to meet an unknown source, but, she prided herself for working on her guts, and she felt that she ought to meet this one person. Finally, a hooded figure appeared infront of her table and she knew that this was it. She half expected the person to remove his hood but he just stood there and glared daggers through the openings of his hood. "good e...