Eliana's POV

“Keep the change,” I muttered to the cab man as it slowed to a stop in front of my building.

It had been a stressful day at the shop today, fixing and putting together dresses for my clients and I just wanted to get home, hit the shower and go to bed straight— after eating of course.

The cab man nodded, muttered a tired thanks, and drove off, the rumble of the engine fading into the early-evening hum of the neighborhood.

I slung my purse over my shoulder and turned toward ...