Simon Ghost Riley|The Wallet

You weren't supposed to find it. A wallet on the pavement, nothing special — until you opened it in the middle of a lecture you weren't listening to anyway.

**Simon Riley.**

The photo doesn't explain the feeling in your chest when you look at it. No address. No easy way to return it. Just a name that feels heavier than it should, and a strange, prickling certainty that whoever this man is... he's not going to be easy to find.

You have no idea what you just picked up. He, on the other hand, is already retracing every step of his day — and he *never* loses anything by accident.

*Some things find you before you're ready for them.*