Neil flexed his hands and nervously shook them out.
“You’ll do fine,” Erica said. “Natalie says you did great last week running the route with her. No missteps at all.”
“Yeah, I know. Thanks.” But it wasn’t quite the same thing as being out on his own. He wouldn’t have thought twice about running a delivery route by himself after a week’s training when he’d been human. Except now, a serious slipup could cause him his life. A lot of lives were on the line if he were to be found out. He was downright thankful for that damned implant in his scalp and the band of gold on his right ring finger that could buy him a few seconds and/or summon help.
“Stop worrying,” Erica said. “You’ve seen yourself in a mirror. You look perfectly normal, and your accent is good.”
Not only did he look “normal,”
