Chapter 219

A glance at the clock: not even six. Resigned to wakefulness, I pulled on running gear and headed downstairs.

The complex lay hushed in the pre–dawn light. Head down, focused on my rhythm, I nearly collided with another runner.

The runner who had just passed me slowed, turned, and jogged back. “Ms. Murphy?” A voice called out, clear and bright against the quiet morning

I halted mid–stride, staring. Ryan?

Just then, an elderly man jogged up, slightly breathless. He opened his mouth, seemed to reconsider, and snapped it shut.

“Ryan? Are you staying here?” I asked with surprise.

Ryan threw a companionable arm around the old man’s shoulders. “Just crashing with my great–uncle for a bit,” he explained easily. “He lives alone, so I’m keeping him company.”

The old man blinked, momentarily flustered, and then nodded with perhaps excessive enthusiasm. “Yes! The boy’s been very attentive.”

flicker of doubt surfacing, but dismissed it with

Ryan answered, jerking a thumb towards

offered a faint smile. “Right. See you.”

I scrambled some breakfast, showered quickly and prepared to work. Around eight, my phone buzzed–a text from Jared: [Your car has been returned to your

surprised Jared wasn’t furious. Instead, he’d orchestrated the return of my car. I chuckled bitterly. Too little, far too late. Belated gestures were worthless.

was rush hour right now, not a cab in sight. Glancing at the overflowing bus stop nearby, I pulled over beside him. “Hop

face as he slid into the back seat. “Thanks, Ms. Murphy. Seriously,

small, dismissive smile. “Just look after

team.”

to hop out a block from the office to avoid

placing a Starbucks cup on my desk. “Fare

it as fare, refusing

had mentioned Sally whisking her away on a vacation. True to form, my phone lit up today

a scraped knee, followed by a deluge

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