Laura knew where Rebecca was going but didn't ask questions, noting her composed demeanor.

Rebecca drove a black car, blasting upbeat music through the speakers.

The cold wind brought an unexpected clarity to her thoughts.

The closer she got to city hall, the calmer her heart became.

Until she saw him smoking by his car at city hall, sending ripples through her carefully maintained composure.

She wasn't as steady as she thought - that was her problem.

He ...