Just a question.
Moments later, he paid—far more than necessary—then crouched down and handed the cans back to Lily.
“Go home,” he said quietly.
She stared at him, wide-eyed, unsure if this was real.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
Then she ran.
Everyone assumed that was the end.
It wasn’t.
Ten minutes later, under the pounding rain, Daniel followed her.
Not closely.
Just enough to make sure she was safe.
Lily moved fast through streets that grew darker, narrower, and more forgotten with every turn. The glow of the wealthy district disappeared behind her, replaced by flickering streetlights and cracked pavement.
