I thought about him all day, kicking myself for not asking his name. I had no idea I’d have another chance.
Javier stood at the starting line, concentrating on his breathing. He blocked out all the commotion around him. His focus was keener, sharper than at any other moment in his life. This was his time.
If there was one thing Cuthbert could not abide, it was helping yourself to something that wasn’t yours.