Raina’s POV As if like a warning, fat droplets of rain began to spit from the dark clouds overhead, forcing me to unfreeze where I stood, staring at the cab disappearing down the road. Who the hell had I just given my number to? I was already getting weird vibes from him, and I barely knew him. A drop landed lightly on my forehead, reminding me of the brewing storm, I pulled my hoodie tighter and resumed my walk. County hall loomed a block away, its glass doors shining faintly under the flickering streetlight. I half-jogged, half-ran through the gusts, bracing myself against the cold. Inside, the air was warm, stale, and slightly buzzing with the hum of fluorescent lights. The receptionist barely looked up at me as I passed, too busy tapping at her keyboard. I knew Uncle Garrett's office was on the third floor, and the elevator, old as it was, groaned under my weight as I stepped inside and punched the button. My heart was pounding—not just from the hurried pace but from the reve
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