Chapter 4

I no longer needed him to show me the way.

I dragged my suitcase out of the estate. Harbor City's weather changed without warning. A moment ago, it had only been foggy. Now gale-force winds drove dark clouds low overhead.

A typhoon warning flashed on my phone. I stood at the curb, preparing to call a cab to the airport, when I remembered something.

My mother's urn was still in the trunk of the wedding car. We'd planned to go straight from the chapel to the airport and fly to Nordic Island after the wedding.

Because I'd gotten out midway,…