No, someone else got it

Theo rushed into the cafe, beads of sweat dripping down his thick neck, face flushed red and lungs heaving. He received a weird look from the barista.

"Um, are you alright?" she asked.

"Ye-"he paused to gasp deeply. "Yeah, I just forgot something really important here. A black notebook."

She nodded, narrowing her eyes for a moment.

"Oh, I think I saw someone else walk out of here with it," the redhead barista shrugged, a sympathetic expression covering her face.

Theo froze. No. It couldn't be!