Mila glanced around and noticed the guard was busy on his phone, barely paying attention to her.
'Now is my chance…'
She thought she should go and find the janitor.
"Excuse me, I need to use the restroom." She stood up.
Remy nodded. "Go ahead. I'll settle the bill."
Mila nodded and walked away, her steps laced with urgency. She slipped away when the guard wasn't looking at her.
At another table, Valentina lowered her head and lifted the menu card, hiding her face as her eyes followed Mila.
'Where is she going?' she wondered inwardly. 'I need to follow her.'
She quickly wrapped her scarf around her face and trailed behind. When she saw Mila heading into the restroom, she followed her inside but froze momentarily when she spotted Mila at the sink, washing her hands.
Reacting instantly, Valentina adjusted her scarf and slipped into a cubicle.
Mila glanced briefly at her back, her brows furrowing. 'Why does she feel familiar?' she murmured to herself. 'Who is she?'
