Bianca Cruz turned to look at the entrance to the small student’s café once more. Where in the darned world was Liam O’Grady? He had promised her that he would come and fetch her this afternoon after classes and she had been waiting now for hours, sitting in the small café a little away from the University.

Many students had come and gone, but she had been here for almost three hours now.

If I drink another iced latte, she thought crossly, I’ll burst.

Serena had not been reachable. The woman was away on one of her mysterious jaunts. This time, she had been tasked with going to Europe to...