Chapter 44

"It's fine." Clara glanced at the driver in the rearview mirror and noticed his pale face. "I don't mind the cold once in a while, but you don't look well. You probably have a weak heart. Don't push yourself too hard."

The cab driver blinked in surprise. "How do you know that?"

Before she could answer, he sighed, his expression empty. "It runs in the family. My daughter inherited it. I'm trying to