Chapter 67: The Fortune Teller's Gamble
Diane was exhausted.
Between Gabriel's bullshit, Riot's updates, and the mental gymnastics required to keep track of all her enemies, she was ready to call it a night.
She grabbed her coat, pushed open the office door, and stepped out into the evening air.
The city lights distance looked more warmer than before. She exhaled, feeling the pressure in her chest lessen slightly.
Then, she saw her.
Sitting cross-legged on the sidewalk, wrapped in mismatched scarves and surrounded by trinkets and cards, was the same fortune teller Diane had encountered weeks ago.
'Miru…'
Diane slowed her steps, narrowing her eyes as Miru's head snapped up, her eyes immediately caught Diane's like she'd been expecting her.
"Ah, the stubborn one returns." Miru grinned. "I was wondering when fate would drag you back to me."
Diane sighed. "I don't have time for this."