Heyzo Heyzo-2002 Part1 -

"My car won't start, my phone is dead, and my shoe is a casualty of war," Rina said, attempting a smile. "So, yes. Monumentally lost."

"You look lost," he said. His voice was low, neutral.

She was supposed to be at a client meeting across town. Instead, she was stranded outside a labyrinthine apartment complex she didn't recognize, watching the world turn into a watercolor blur.

An impulsive, stupid idea bloomed in her damp head. "That's my landlord," she lied, holding up the paper. "He lives in 204. He's expecting me. I must have dropped the address."

And the storm outside suddenly felt very, very far away.