Lena stood up so fast her chair fell.
"What are you doing here?!"
No one reacted.
To everyone else, she was alone.
"You're attracting attention," Death said quietly.
"People are dying!"
"Yes."
"And you're sitting here like it's normal?!"
"It isn't."
He leaned forward.
"That man wasn't supposed to die today."
A chill ran through her.
"What does that have to do with me?"
"Everything."
Death's eyes locked onto hers.
"You owe me a favor."