Chapter 11

• “Shit!” Tapiwa stumbled over an uneven part of the walkway. Suddenly, her body rocked forward dangerously. Her fingers tightened around her phone even as her free hand shot out to balance her or break the fall. Lucky for her, she regained her footing.
• Once she realized she wasn’t going to fall, Tapiwa glared at her phone. The damn thing should have been in her pocket or bag. Then she wouldn’t have been missing her step over every loose stone and pothole in the ground, but it hadn’t stopped ringing all afternoon.
• Exasperated, Tapiwa stepped to the side, away from the flow of other pedestrians. Then she once again glared down at the screen of her phone. Asher was calling again. Damn, didn’t the man know how to take a hint? Tapiwa mused with irritation.