Chapter 60 Someone's Listening

• I suspected that Tania wasn't actually house-hunting for Melanie but had enlisted someone's help—a man. It seemed I wasn't the only one seeking outside assistance.
• The man she met appeared to be in his thirties, burly, sinewy, and built like a mountain. They seemed familiar with each other. Shortly after their meeting, they entered a coffee shop I was familiar with. This place had a backyard for parking and a back entrance.
• I parked my car in the backyard and hurried into the coffee shop. Inside, it was divided into cubicles, and there were few customers in the lobby. The customers frequented this place for business discussions, and each occupied a cubicle.