It felt like every ounce of strength had been drained from my body. It took me a long time, and a lot of effort, just to stand up again.

When I got back to my office, it felt like I'd died and come back to life.

The first thing I did was call Tyler. His voice on the line was still familiar, warm, unchanged.

"Grace," he said, "what's wrong?"

"That girl I hit in Novaria a few years ago... do you still have her number?" I asked calmly. "I want ...