Chapter 25
He was back—standing there across the street in the same blue suit as yesterday, slightly crinkled but no worse for the wear. As she had fallen asleep the night before, she thought perhaps he would tire of watching an impenetrable house and accept his fate. But, though she had never met the man, she felt she knew him, and when she awoke and flew to the window, she was not surprised at all to see him standing there, unwavering, before the sun had fully risen.
Scarlet threw on her uniform and descended the stairwell quickly, determined to find a way to make herself useful today, something she hadn’t managed in quite some time, not when it came to things that really mattered anyway. As she passed by the front door on her way to the kitchen, she peeked out the side window. Still t
