The rain had been pouring for hours that night, drowning the silence of the small hill-town. The streets were empty, except for one girl who was still walking alone with her umbrella, her eyes searching for a shortcut back home. Meera Roy had stayed late at the library, buried in her books, and now the storm forced her to take an unknown road.Lightning cracked the sky, and in that flash she saw him.A lone figure stood at the far end of the street, leaning against an old lamp post. His face was partly hidden in shadow, but his eyes… they