Gemotions

Rain lashed against the windows of the coffee shop, a dreary symphony accompanying the rhythmic clink of mugs and the murmur of conversation. Amelia swirled her lukewarm latte, the taste of it doing nothing to shake the malaise clinging to her. She considered leaving. She considered staying. She just... wasn't sure.

A splash of color on the floor drew her attention. A wallet. Shiny and new, it looked out of place amongst the scattered crumbs and discarded napkins. She bent down and retrieved it. Inside, nestled amongst credit cards and a driver's license, was a startling amount of cash.

Her thoughts raced. The world seemed to pause, the rain outside momentarily silent. A thrill, almost imperceptible, zipped through her. She looked around, making sure nobody had noticed. This could be interesting.