Jumping Ship

I stood a little ways off, the early autumn breeze making me shiver. The chill made the fine hairs on my pale skin stand on end.

It felt like the winds of change were blowing.

The two black Rolls-Royces at the front of the line slowly rolled past me and came to a stop right in front of me.

The window in the backseat rolled down, and Alistair's face appeared.

He frowned at me from inside the car. "