One of the lights outside of the gym had been flickering for the better part of a week. Cassidy had meant to mention it to Juan Diego in case he just didn’t know, but every time she saw him, it slipped her mind. Now, as she stepped out into what should’ve been a chilly evening, the vibrating light glanced off bushes and pavement, creating an eerie atmosphere, like an old horror movie filmed in black and white. It fit Cassidy’s disposition, and she wondered what role she would play in such a picture. Right now, she felt more like the villain than the damsel in need of rescue.

She’d lingered...