Questioning the waitress
Adam decided to approach the waitress standing by the counter. He pulled out his phone and showed her a picture of Jason. She peered at the photo, squinting slightly, before nodding in recognition. “Oh, yeah, he was here last night,” she confirmed, validating our suspicions. “He ordered some takeout, seemed in a bit of a hurry.” It wasn’t much, but it was enough to reassure us that we were on the right track.
Questioning The Waitress
A brief moment of hope
Hearing that Jason had been at the diner made our hearts leap, but our joy was short-lived when the waitress couldn’t provide any information about where he had gone afterward. Still, we thanked her warmly for her help and walked out, our minds racing with possibilities. Determined not to lose hope, we knew we had to keep pushing forward, thinking about where to search next.
A Brief Moment Of Hope
