Mysterious Hat man in Brew haven

Who was the mysterious figure? The questions swirled in Kenny's mind, unanswered. Tony clapped him on the shoulder, a wide grin on his face. "Come on, Kenny, let's go and celebrate. This win is worth remembering!"

After the game, Tony and Kenny decided to celebrate their victory with Emma at Tony's favorite coffee shop, Brew haven.

Coach Peter, made his way through the players, his eyes fixed on Kenny.

"Kenny, go to the headmaster office," he said, his voice firm but not unkind. Kenny's heart sank a little. What could Thompson want with him? As they walked towards the school building, Kenny kept stealing glances at the other players, who were already celebrating their victory with high-fives and cheers.

Tony told the way to the coffee shop to Kenny before leaving the ground. After the meeting with headmaster Thomson kenny reached the coffee shop. Parked his bicycle on the sidewalk he entered the coffee shop.

The chime of the doorbell at Brew Haven announced Kenny's arrival as he stepped into the cozy coffee shop, the familiar aroma of roasted beans and baked goods wrapping around him like a warm embrace. The low hum of conversation and the soft clinking of mugs against saucers created a comforting atmosphere. He quickly scanned the room, his eyes settling on a corner table where Tony and Emma were already seated.

"Hey! Over here!" Tony waved, his voice booming with enthusiasm.

Kenny walked over, pulling off his jacket as he slipped into the chair across from them.

"Sorry I'm late," he said, running a hand through his hair.

Emma looked up from her cup, her brows knitted together. "Do you guys remember that strange person we saw two days before?" Emma asked, her brow furrowed in thought.

Tony sipped his coffee and nodded, his eyes widening with interest. "Yeah, I remember. It was so weird."

Kenny's mood shifted; he could feel the familiar knot tightening in his stomach. The incident had left him uneasy, and it seemed he wasn't the only one. "That…that figure? The person who followed us?"

Tony leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "I'm not even sure it was a person. It might have been a shadow or something. It was so fast! One minute we were walking, and the next—bam! There it was!"

Emma nodded earnestly. "I actually thought I saw something when we stopped at that corner. I swear someone was watching us."

Kenny ran a hand along the table, tapping nervously. "You both felt it too then? That something wasn't right?"

Emma took a sip from her cup, her eyes wide and searching. "I keep replaying it in my head."

"Exactly! It was really creepy." Tony shook his head vigorously. "I thought about it all night."

Feeling the weight of the conversation, Kenny hesitated. "Maybe, but I'm not so sure. What if it was more?"

Kenny leaned in, his eyes serious. "I saw that figure again today, after the game."

Emma and Tony exchanged worried glances.

"We need to find out who that person was," Emma said determinedly.

As they chatted, the waiter approached their table, his notepad in hand, ready to take their orders. Kenny, who arrived a tad late, quickly decided on a simple black coffee.

"I'll have a Black coffee, please," Kenny responded, his eyes scanning the room. That's when he noticed a man at a nearby table, with black hat and his gaze fixed intently. Something about the way the man was like watching them made Kenny uneasy.

As the waiter walked away to prepare the black coffee. Kenny's instincts kicked in,

Unbeknownst to that person Kenny slipped, the penny from his grasp and rolled towards the neighboring table, where that strange person sat.Without hesitation he got up from his seat and made his way to the mysterious man's table.

As the penny clinked against the table leg, Kenny instinctively reached out to grab it, his fingers brushing against the hand of the person on that table. Startled, he stumbled and apologized profusely, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment. The mysterious man remained silent.

With a sudden clarity, he closed his eyes and concentrated, willing his mind to unravel the vision of the next one minute of that person.

In that split second of contact, a vision flashed before Kenny's eyes. He saw the man typing on his phone, sending a message to someone outside the coffee shop.

Panic seized Kenny's heart. Without a moment's delay, Kenny hurried Tony and Emma, his mind racing with possibilities.

"Guys, we need to leave. Now," Kenny urged, his voice urgent and silent.

Confused but trusting their friend's instincts, Tony and Emma followed Kenny out of the coffee shop.

"Guys, wait," Kenny said, his voice tinged with urgency. "We need to hide on the side of the coffee shop."

"There's someone following us," Kenny whispered.

Tony and Emma followed him to the shadows beside the coffee shop. They huddled together, watching intently as a mysterious Hat man emerged from the coffee shop a few minutes later. He was tall and lean, with a sharp gaze that seemed to pierce through the darkness.

Kenny glanced at his friends, a plan already forming in his mind. He knew he had to find out more about the mysterious man.

"Guys, I think we should split up and move so we could find whom he is following," Kenny said, his voice low but determined.

"Let's split up," Kenny whispered to Emma and Tony, his voice low but determined. "Emma, you stick with me. Tony, you walk on the right side path. We'll meet back here in thirty minutes."

Tony raised an eyebrow, his skepticism evident. "Are you serious, Kenny? We don't even know who he is or why we should follow him."

Emma, always up for an adventure, chimed in, "I'm with Kenny on this one. Let's see where this leads us."

Reluctantly, Tony agreed to Kenny's plan. They decided to split into two groups – Kenny and Emma together going on the left side, and Tony going solo on the right side.

They blended into the crowd, keeping a cautious eye on the mysterious man.

After a few minutes Kenny and Emma looked at each other and Kenny turned back little to watch the hat man following whom. But the mysterious Hat man headed towards a sleek black car parked at the coffee shop and left the place.