He wasn’t sure what she wanted to talk to him about exactly, but Leon hoped it wasn't anything bad. Good news would be nice to hear, but that was wishful thinking, considering everything that went on in Lawrence. Leon wouldn’t just not show up. Facing things head on was always the better option, he found.
Walking into the Starbucks, unarmed for once; he tried to keep some hope for something good. Maybe Sherry got a dog. Maybe she ran into Dean and got weirded out by it. Anything was possible.
Okay, he was definitely done with the thinking process. He looked around the store and spotted Sherry quickly, only to go over and sit down at the table. He was calm, but he didn’t really feel it – not completely anyways. Everything looked okay with her from what he could see. Jumping straight to the point, Leon asked, “You wanted to talk?” His voice was actually steady. Years of keeping a level head in government work helped with that front.