Four Cafes

It was a night in January. I looked out of my apartment window in the direction where four cafes were located. Four rivals in business. They always had innovations to outshine each other but one stood out of the quartet. It had an uncommon finesse in dealing with its customers. People wondered who was the brain behind the business. The owner of the business nicknamed, “Man of the deep”, could hardly be seen during the day. He often comes out at night. He spends a few hours at the cafe and leaves. That night he turned and looked up towards my direction. I was taken aback. I moved away from the window and hid in the darkness of my room. He boarded his car and it drove off. His sixth sense had told him someone was watching him. Someone who was his secret follower. February 27, 2023 Word Count: 144 words