A ser ball bounced against her leg.


    A young boy, around six, hurried over, his expression one of earnest apology.


    Im sorry, maam.


    Did it hurt your leg? Dulcie handed the ser ball back to the young boy with a gentle smile.


    Go on, enjoy your game.


    Gratefully, the boy bowed.


    Thank you, maam.


    I hope your day is as fun as mine is going to be! He dashed off with youthful exuberance, lifting Dulcies spirits slightly with his politeness.


    She stretched her arms wide, embracing the cool breeze and the sunshine that kissed her face.


    Grrrr Suddenly, a rumble from her stomach broke the moments peace, reminding her that she had skipped breakfast. She took out her phone to look up nearby dining options and noticed a restaurant-Foodie.


    She had once apanied Kyson to this ce to meet a client.


    It seemed like fate that she ended up near it again.


    Deciding not to miss the opportunity, Dulcie rented a bicycle from a nearby stand and pedaled her way to the restaurant.


    Upon her arrival, the ce was quiet.


    The owner recognized her immediately and came over with a weing smile.


    Ms.


    Burton, are you by yourself today, or should I expect Mr.


    Shaw? Kyson was a valued patron here, seldom seen with femalepanions.


    So, the restaurant owner had a deep impression of Dulcie. Its just me today, Dulcie replied, selecting a seat by the window.


    She felt somewhat out of sorts.


    Coincidentally, Lucinda was having a meeting with a client in the restaurant.


    Upon noticing Dulcie enter the ce, she excused herself to greet her.


    Dulcie, fancy seeing you here! Surprised, Dulcie looked up.


    Lucinda! What brings you here? Im just wrapping up with a client.


    How have you been? Any news from him? Dulcies face, pale and drawn, must have spoken volumes because Lucinda immediately showed concern.


    Hes… in Medican dealing with some business issues.


    Its been three days with no word, Dulcie exined, her voice faltering slightly.


    Lucinda offered her aforting tissue packet. Dont worry too much.


    I have contacts in Medican through Simmons Group.


    Ill make sure they check on Kyson.


    Everything will be okay.


    But, Lucinda, Medican..


    its so dangerous there.


    Lucinda sat next to her, cing an arm around her shoulders.


    Not hearing from him might actually be a good sign.


    If something had happened, youd be even more worried.


    Sometimes, no news really is good news.