Cal looked for Lena to see what she would do.

He looked at the young man who stood in the center of the crowd. Not bad looking. Tall. Pale blue eyes. He'd avoided running into Lena all this time but those eyes were unmistakeable. He thought he caught a glimpse of her walking away towards the sunset.

He edged closer to Knife to get a better look. Knife? What kind of a name was that?