Chapter 39 Unlikely Aid

• She froze. His sharp coat and polished demeanor made him look as though he belonged in a magazine spread, but his expression was uncharacteristically soft.
• “I was just leaving,” she said curtly, brushing past him without making eye contact.
• “Wait,” Dimitry said, stepping in front of her path. “I had some business here. But what about you? Why are you here? And…” He tilted his head, studying her face. “Why do you look so upset?”