Foggy could hardly stop staring.
Of course he recognized her-Elektra, the woman Matt had fallen for at first sight.
Oh, no, wait. Matt couldn't see. He didn't even know how Matt had picked her out.
Anyway, they had been drinking coffee at a café near the courthouse, waiting for their noon hearing. He had been talking about how he had once spent a fortune buying Matt a guide dog so he would have some company, only for the dog, which should have stayed with its owner for life, to run away.
"That really shows how 'approachable' you are," Foggy had quipped.
Suddenly, Matt's expression had changed. Even with those sunglasses on, Foggy could see how focused Matt had become-
Like he had suddenly discovered a crucial piece of evidence at a crime scene. Sorry, that was the only comparison he could think of.
Foggy had immediately realized Matt had noticed something unusual and hurried to ask, "What? What's wrong? Where? Where?"
"The front door. Not yet, but soon. Right now."
A bell chimed as the café door opened, and Elektra stepped inside in casual clothes. Her beautiful face and emerald-green eyes instantly seemed to brighten the ordinary café.
"Tell me about her."
Foggy had no idea how Matt could sense the girl's presence so precisely without being able to see a thing, but he knew Matt was smitten.
So Foggy, who had just been annoyed by Matt, told a lie. "Want the truth? She's spectacularly ugly."
What Foggy hadn't expected was that even this wouldn't sway Matt in the slightest. Always cautious in his dealings with people, Matt had actually walked straight over and struck up a conversation with the tired old excuse of "looking for honey." Even though she hadn't told him her name, he had followed her outside,