Warm beams of sunlight teased through the window of the coffee shop. Shelby sat there, relaxing, admiring the milky taste of her latte and glancing through the window at the busy street beyond. The sound of a spoon against a cup, juxtaposed with the murmur of customers ordering food and coffee, added another layer to the aroma of brewed coffee. She couldn’t see him at first—the man sitting zoned out across from her, his i...