Namara's POV:

“Please call me as soon as possible, Luna.” Officer Ramirez said, and I responded, saying. “I will.” Then my thumb pressed the red button harder than necessary, and the screen went dark as the cab slowed to a stop under the bright lights of the hospital’s private entrance.

I pulled out my wallet, counted the exact fare plus a generous tip, and handed the bills to the driver through the partition. “Thank you.” I murmured, and he took the money, then surprised me ...