A few minutes later, Yasmin arrived at St. Stephen’s Park. Travis was sitting on a bench with a bag of crumbled bread, feeding the birds. The sun had just started to peak behind the clouds and there were only a few other people in the park for their morning jog. When Yasmin spotted Travis she didn't head straight towards him, instead, she took a lap around the park. If no one had been there, she would have gone straight to him, but just in case she was still being followed, she chose to make their meeting seem as if she were trying to rest after a morning jog.
When she finally sat down, Travis didn't acknowledge her. Instead, his eyes stayed focused on the birds and the bag in front of him. Yasmin, on the other hand, pulled out her phone and placed her earphones in her ears pretending to
