At a red light, Ethan tossed her his suit jacket. "Take it."

She nodded her thanks, wrapping herself in the warmth of the expensive wool.

He kept the AC running, focused on navigating through the storm-slowed traffic.

Lighting up a cigarette, he broke the silence.

"How long were you with Grant?"

She tensed but answered honestly. "Four years."

His eyebrows lifted slightly at that.

After a thoughtful pause, he asked another probing question about ...