Chapter 47

So he smiles back at the girl as he pulls his wallet from his back pocket, and when she asks if he needs any assistance—her term, she actually uses the word assistanceas if she’s been coached on how to be politically correct with customers—he doesn’t glare at her or get angry or indignant. He just says no, he’s fine, thank you, and takes the ticket she hands him. The crowd parts like the Red Sea before Moses as Ryan wheels through the turnstile and towards his usual spot.