The next morning, Chi Ai sat in a quiet corner of a rooftop café, her laptop open, a cup of black coffee steaming beside it. The sky was cloudy, with a faint breeze brushing past. She wore a sharp black blazer, her hair tied back neatly.
She was waiting.
Not long after, footsteps approached.
"Miss Chi," a smooth voice greeted.
She looked up slowly.
Luther Baldwin stood there, dressed in a clean navy suit. His smile was polite, and a hint of nervousness flashed in his eyes.
Chi Ai didn't stand. She simply gestured to the chair across from her. "You're late."
Luther chuckled softly. "Traffic. My apologies."
He sat down, crossing one leg over the other, watching her carefully.
"You knew I'd still be here," he said.
"I was curious," Chi Ai answered, her voice even. "I wanted to see if you were worth the risk."
Luther's smile widened. "And?"
Chi Ai calmly looked at Luther, her eyes calm but sharp.
