As soon as the 

Subaru

pulled out of the parking lot, a hyundai SUV pulls in.

Inside McKayla tells him. "thanks for driving me."

"No worries. I have not much going on today. I'll come by later. When you're open."

"Okay" she kisses him on the forehead and gets out.

After he's a lone. After he sees her enter the cafe he takes a deep sigh. He had to keep his cool. But he was losing it. The pressure was too intense now.They had been so close to each other. 

Imogen Howe

had been in this parking lot.

The steering wheel felt hot to his palms. It was getting so hot that it felt like he ws going to bun. Or like he was getting electrocuted. He knew the only thing that would relieve this was to drive towards her. Marc Love had to find her.

He didn't need GPS. He knew what direction he headed. He hit the gas and peeled out of the parking lot. Damn his palms burned. He was surprised that he could even drive with the pain. He was going pretty fast for these roads. 40 on a 25. He worried that he might lose grip of the steering wheel any moment and spin out of control. But he kept going faster. And faster until he was past 50 mph.