*Lily*
Shivers ran down my spine, and I was feeling like Jean had something sinister up his sleeve. As a notorious art thief, he most likely did have some ominous plans, but I couldn't be sure if they involved me or not. After all, we just ran into each other on the street. It was a coincidence… right?
I had a sneaking suspicion creep into the back of my mind that Jean wasn't just here to ask me about my artwork. Something else was afoot. A red flag seemed to be swung back and forth in my brain trying to warn me that something was wrong. I didn't think I could trust Jean, and my mind was screaming at me to be cautious.
"Actually Jean, I am waiting for William. He had some business up the road and I've been enjoying window shopping along this strip," I said with a forced smile wishing W
