The Traces
Dakota continued enjoying his coffee and piece of cake, until his phone vibrated. He turned towards the road where Sam's vehicle had pulled over. Sam stopped the car, approaching Dakota.

“Dax, are you done?” Sam glanced at Bryan who was sitting in front of Dakota.

“Detective Danson”

Sam just nodded lightly, helped Dakota grab his bag, and waited for him to stand up. Dakota seemed to glance at a small box on the table.

"That's for you," Dakota said in a very cold way and walked away.

Sam was stunned, stuttering, glancing at what Dakota meant. He looked at Bryan who nodded.

“This, for me?”

Without thinking, Sam grabbed the box and followed Dakota.

"Hey Dax wait for me, this guy"

In the car.

Along the way to the elite area on the edge of the city of Bayward, another resident of the Rowen, Sam couldn't stop smiling. He glanced at the cake box he had put in the back seat through his rearview mirror, making sure it was still there. Dakota seemed to be able to hear Sam's happy voice continuin
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