Chapter 14
Rayna
Tess was driving, which meant we were ten miles over the limit and she was singing loudly to a song she only half knew the words to.
We’d just cleared a transfer at County and were heading back to the station. Afternoon traffic was thick but moving. I slumped in the passenger seat, picking at a loose thread on my uniform pants, trying not to think about bondmarks and "dragon" councils and how my skin still felt too tight.
That’s when I noticed the car.
Sleek black sedan, windows a shade past legal. It slipped into the lane behind us somewhere after the hospital. Nothing unusual about that. Lots of cars behind us all the time. But when Tess changed lanes, it did too. When we took the next right instead of going straight, it followed.
“Hey,” I said, nodding toward the
