(Aurora's POV)
"Thank you." I hung up.
I stood there for a moment in the rain, and felt something loosen in my chest. The man who had once made me feel like I was always one wrong step from disaster was now a person who had to answer my calls and meet my deadlines.
The car app showed three minutes. I stepped closer to the curb.
Someone's shoulder hit mine, hard enough that I stumbled sideways. My umbrella tilted. A sharp pain spread from my shoulder down my arm.
I looked up.
A tall, thin man in a dark jacket and a baseball cap was turning around. He had the kind of face that was difficult to read - angular, worn, with deep-set eyes that caught the light from the streetlamp in an odd way.
He smiled at me. It didn't reach anywhere near his eyes.
"Watch it, sweetheart."
The word land
