Coffee is one of my favorite beverages. Every day and everywhere I go, I require coffee. But I still have a favorite cafe since I am fussy about what I drink. I went to the coffee shop one morning to start my day, but as soon as I walked in, someone bumped my shoulder and said, "You've arrived, our major suspect." What!? What the hell is happening on here?!! I'm not sure what you're talking about. This story was written for the Coffee Community's "Coffee and Crime" contest!