Isla Prescott didn't take Annabelle Leighton's words to heart, until that Friday, when she ran into Cassie's uncle, Quentin Linden, at the service center.
The weather forecast hadn't predicted rain that day. At three in the afternoon, however, a low rumble of thunder suddenly echoed. The wind and rain came in a rush, instantly transforming the city. It was shrouded in a vast curtain of rain, and pedestrians scrambled for cover.
Unfortunately, at that very moment, Isla Prescott happened to be at the service center dropping off some review documents for her studio.
She didn't have an umbrella and couldn't hail a car on such short notice, so she could only stand at the main entrance of the service center and wait for the rain to stop.
"Ms. Prescott."
Someone called her from behind.
Isla Prescott turned at the sound of her name and saw Quentin Linden.
