Summer Sutton was correct; for the next few days after work, a black luxury car was always parked outside the company building, about a hundred meters from the doorway.
The person inside the car quietly watched the people coming and going from the entrance without getting out, seemingly afraid of disturbing anyone there.
A week later, Northtown was covered in snow.
When Summer Sutton stepped out of the company, she was dressed somewhat lightly.
As soon as she set one foot outside the building, the cold air hit her, forcing her to retreat.
She took out her phone intending to call Watt Bennet, but before dialing, she froze when she caught sight of a frail figure standing in the vast snowy landscape not far away.
Ruth Wynn, as usual, appeared outside the building before Summer finished her shift, waiting for her.
She didn't ask for much, perhaps she simply wanted to see Summer Sutton, to know if she was having a good day.
