There was something magical about the scent of freshly brewed coffee. The enticing aroma was enough to draw her in, but she definitely stayed for the bold taste of their coffee.
The food was always freshly made and the scent filled the street, luring any passerby in. There were seats outside where people who walked their dogs could park themselves and take a rest, grab a bite and be on their way. Speedy’s cafe was the usual establishment that she frequents during her early morning walks. It was the same clientele that always came in until just recent.
A most peculiar man, who lived next door, the one she had seen work with the Scotland Yard, caught her attention. She was drawn out of curiosity at his demeanor. The newspaper was lowered, letting her hand fall where a story about a recent case. One that was previously solved by him.