Roman shut off the engine and sat in the car with the top down to wait for Angel. He wasn't sure how he was going to deal with his eighteen-year-old daughter or the call he'd gotten a couple of hours before from the headmaster's secretary. It wasn't anything he needed to deal with right now, or anytime, for that matter. But being the single father of a girl like Angel meant dealing with the unexpected on a daily basis.

After about five minutes that felt more like twenty, Angel came out through the side door. There was a dark frown on her pretty face, but she smiled and waved when...