The streetlight still hadn't changed, so I peered around me to see if anyone was watching me. The boys on bikes, whom I'd probably scarred for life, had long gone. No one seemed to be stalking me, so I checked my night finger. All good. It looked completely normal. I guessed that meant I had to be wearing the ring for it to do its magic.

By the time I rolled up to Sunray's, I was still shaken.

Boxy did a double take when he saw me limping toward the garage. "Vic, you look ...