Moments later, as if prompted by his having looked at it, Rennie’s phone vibrated three times. Although he knew there was no rational foundation for his certainty, he could always tell, by the especially insistent quality of its buzzing, when it was indicating that Arden had called. Without bothering to listen to the message (he could imagine well enough the irritation in her voice), he turned the key in the ignition—
With each word your tenderness grows,
Tearing my fear apart…
—and headed home.
