Chapter 1Warm yellow light spilled out onto the snow from the shop window. The street itself was quiet, with only a few late season shoppers wandering along the uneven cobblestones, and Rachel couldn’t help but be entranced by the flakes of snow falling gently against the glass.
Something stirred in the distance. A figure—a woman—waded across the street, bag in hand. Rachel squinted, trying to figure out who it was. When she realized that it was Emily, her coworker and friend, she smiled.
Emily was tall and muscular, a natural athlete, with thick brown hair and glasses. Her nose was long and wide, with freckles clustered over the bridge, and her eyes were only a shade or two darker than her hair. Dressed in an all-black version of the coffee shop’s uniform, she cut a striking figure agai
