ance VIP lounge, D

mere coat slipped from her shoulders onto the f

lammed agai

front desk. "My son," she said, her voice

shook her head

ety, a leftover symptom from a trauma she couldn't ev

an out into the terminal. She pushed pas

, the sound tearing

out to grab a security guard, she heard a famili

She shoved through a group of to

tly safe, holding a piece of c

him into her chest, crushing him agains

she scolded, her voice cracking.

guilty. "Mom, I'm sorry. I wa

pulled back, con

down from above her. It was deep, rasp

you teach man

had caused trouble. She stood up quickly,

uined, coffee-stained fabric of the man's suit.

eling up the sharp lines of the suit, up the st

eyes l

the termina

d entirely black. His massive frame went complet

ip. It hit the marble floor with a sharp crack,

front of him. The exact face he had mourned for five

eyes were terrifying. They looked l

ed around her wrist. His grip was bone-crush

The name tore from his th

he yanked her arm, trying to break his hold.

nst his palm. She was warm. She was alive.

, his face turning pale a

s grip. She reached into her purse with shaking hands, pulle

"I will cover the full cost of cleaning or replacing your