Dylan.

It's been over 8 minutes since the taxi had been in motion, and Mark noticed something since the very beginning of their movement. A black car had been following them closely from behind, he was sure of it, the car had been trailing them nonstop. Mark wasn't sure if the cabman had noticed it, so he decided to ask him,

"Did you notice that black car that had been following us closely from behind?"

"Yeah, I noticed it through the side mirror and front view mirror, it has been following us for some time now, I wasn't sure if it was truly trailing us, that's why I said nothing". The cabman replied still in full control of the steering wheel.

"Could it be someone dangerous? maybe a killer? or could it be that the person in the car isn't actually trailing us?". Mark thought to himself.

He was confused about what to do at the moment, he couldn't just keep mute and let the car keep following them. It could be that the person in the car just wanted to know where they resided so he could come back later and accomplish his aim, but Mark wouldn't let that happen.

"Stop the car!". Mark said to the cabman.

"Don't tell me you wanna confront the person that has been following us inside that black car?" The cabman asked with a type of worried expression on his face and tone of voice.

"Yeah, that's what I wanna do, the person could have dangerous motives for following us, so it's better we end it here and now".

With those last statements from Mark, the cabman parked the car along the road, and the black car parked alongside with them also. That was a clear indication that someone was truly following them. As Mark was about to step out of the taxi, the cabman said to him with that worried expression still plastered to his face.

"What if the person is a killer? it is very dangerous to walk over to the car just like that".

"But we have to do something about it, if we don't do something now, the person in that car could follow us to whatever destination. He could discover where I reside and I don't want that to happen, so I have to walk over to that car and discern who the person is. Don't worry, I would be very careful and cautious". Mark stated as he stepped out of the taxi and began walking towards the black car.

He was just feeling a type of confidence in him that he couldn't explain where it came from, maybe it was confidence from above. He picked an iron rod from the ground which he could use as a means of defense in case if the person in the car was actually dangerous. As he was getting closer to the car, the door to the car opened and a man came out of it. Mark couldn't see the face of the person clearly because it was nighttime, all he was seeing was the man's body shape in complete darkness.

The man began taking steps towards Mark, and all of a sudden, all the courage and boldness in Mark disappeared and he began taking steps backward. Then the strange man voiced out,

"You don't need to be afraid, I'm not dangerous".

Mark halted with his steps and questioned in an audible tone of voice, "Then why are you following us?".

"I have good motives for following you guys all this while, I just want to help you achieve your heart desires Mark".

A sudden shock engulfed Mark, how did this strange man know his name?

"How do you know my name?" Mark asked loudly.

The man smirked a little, "I know a lot about you Mark, aren't you an artiste that is struggling to attain fame".

Mark was engulfed by shock once again, this man really does know a lot about him.

The man began walking towards him again and Mark didn't move this time. As the man got closer to him, Mark could now see his face vividly, he was pretty young and handsome.

"There is something I want to reveal to you, you remember that cool and vibeful beat you used in recording your song 'That feeling', I was the one that sent it to you". The man declared.

"You don't mean it, it can't be you!" Mark expressed in total disbelief.

"Yeah, I was the one that sent it to you, I am a music producer. I knew how talented you were as an artiste, so I created that beat and sent it to you to see how well you would make use of it, and you didn't disappoint. That song of yours, 'That feeling' is a complete jam and vibe to listen to, so you made good use of the beat". The man stated.

"But there is nothing to prove that you were the one that sent it to me, the IG page you used in sending it to me was completely empty. No profile or profile picture in it".

"I didn't want you to know who I was, I didn't want my identity to be revealed to you. So I opened a minor Instagram page mainly to send that beat to you".

Immense curiosity filled Mark's face, there were lots of stuff he wanted to know. The young man noticed how curious he was, so he said to him,

"I know you are so inquisitive about a lot of things right now, but we can't discuss all right now. Let's meet at the 'Lula cafe' restaurant tomorrow as early as 8:30 am".

"Ok, that would be nice 'cause I am so curious about a lot of things right now....you didn't even tell me your name".

"Oh! sorry, so bad of me, I am Dylan....Dylan Miller to be precise, make sure to be present at the 'Lula cafe' restaurant tomorrow so we could discuss properly". Dylan said as he walked over to his car, entered it, and drove off.

Mark stood there as he watched the car speed off into the road until he could see it no more.

"Hop into the car, let's move, or ain't you going home again?" The cabman inquired of Mark.

"Surely, I am". Mark said as he entered the taxi.

"So the person wasn't dangerous after all". The cabman stated.

"Yeah".

"So what were you guys talking about? I couldn't hear it properly".

"I don't think it is something you should know, so just drive me to where my apartment is located". Mark stated, he hated the fact that the cabman was trying to poke nose.

"Ok". The cabman uttered as he drove off.

Throughout the night when Mark was supposed to get enough sleep, he couldn't sleep. He kept on thinking about the events that took place between him and Dylan this evening. Dylan had made him so curious about a lot of things, and he wanted all to be clear to him. He couldn't wait for the sun to rise so he could satisfy his curiosity. As morning came, Mark didn't waste time to do the necessary things at home and get prepared. The cold was still extreme, so he wore another gorgeous coat, head warmer, and hand gloves.

Mark got to the 'Lula cafe' restaurant 14 minutes earlier than the time of 8:30 am. He didn't order anything to eat or drink, all he was waiting for was for Dylan to arrive. Dylan didn't seem like the type of person that keeps to time, he was the one that scheduled the time when he and Mark were to meet, but he hadn't arrived yet. But Mark was willing to wait even if it took him an hour to arrive. The time was 8:45 am, and Dylan hadn't still arrived at the restaurant.

"Damn! this guy doesn't keep to time at all, he scheduled our meeting time but he hasn't arrived yet. I can't even call him 'cause we didn't exchange phone numbers". Mark thought to himself.

Seven more minutes passed before Dylan arrived at the compound of the restaurant with his black car. Mark sighted him through the door of the restaurant, it was a see-through type of door, a glassy kind of door.

"Finally, he is here already". Mark said to himself as he breathes a sigh of relief.

Dylan walked into the restaurant, and damn! he was looking as handsome as ever, his walking steps were as cool as ever. He looked around and sighted where Mark was seated and walked over to him. Sitting on the chair opposite the other side of the table where Mark was seated, he inquired,

"Did I keep you waiting for too long?".

"Honestly, you did, but it isn't much of your fault 'cause I arrived here before 8:30 am". Mark responded.

"I still kept you waiting anyway and I am sorry for that, I scheduled the meeting time and I still came late, sorry for that". Dylan said feeling apologetic.

"No probs".

"Have you ordered anything?" Dylan asked.

"Not yet, I don't want to drink or eat anything, I just want my curiosity to be satisfied".

"You have to take something as we converse so it would be lively, bills on me".

"Ok, if you say so".

With that, Dylan signaled one of the female waiters to come over so they could place their orders. Mark ordered a cup of whipped cream why Dylan ordered a pack of orange juice accompanied with a glass cup. The waiter wasted no time in placing their orders on their table. With that, Dylan said to Mark,

"It's time to clear your curiosities".