“Thank you,” I said, stepping out of the taxi.

I glanced at the text from Lena, then back at the house.

“Are you alright, Miss?”

I turned to find the driver was staring at me with worry.

“It's quite a lonely place to be at this time of night, you know?”

I smiled.

“Don't worry, I'm fine.”

He didn't look assured.

“Would you like me to wait out here for you—”

I shook my head.

“Thank you very much, but it won't be needed. I'm totally fine,” I said.

“Don't worry, my dead body won't turn up on the news, I promise.”

His worried expression broke into a soft smile....