Every life has a destination. Every destiny needs a delivery driver.
Arthur Pritchard has spent ten years perfecting the art of being forgettable. Same breakfast. Same route. Same quiet evenings, exactly as uneventful as he needs them to be. He likes it that way.
Then a delivery truck hits him, his heart stops for three minutes and twenty-one seconds, and he wakes up seeing things no one else can - threads of light connecting ordinary objects to the strangers they're destined to reach. A lost photograph that could reunite two old friends. A stray key carrying someone else's fourteen-year-old heartbreak. A pair of theater tickets waiting for exactly the right hands.
Arthur has become a Custodian: a delivery driver for fate itself, working for a cosmic bureaucracy that runs on terrible coffee, six unbreakable rules, and a motto he can't quite argue with - everything finds its owner eventually.
It's still, technically, a delivery job. Arthur can live with that.
Then he's handed a black object - one that means death - addressed to Eleanor Hart, the woman he loved and was once too careful to keep. And Arthur discovers there's exactly one rule he isn't sure he can follow.
As the world around him quietly, impossibly starts to come apart - déjà vu that won't resolve, strangers who insist they already know Eleanor, a rival Custodian called the Collector who's built an empire on the very rule Arthur is about to break - Arthur has to decide what kind of man shows up when the delivery finally comes due.
Signature Required is the first book in the Misplaced Destinies series: warm, funny, and unexpectedly heartbreaking, for anyone who's ever wondered whether the universe runs on more coincidences than it lets on - and secretly hoped it does.
