Chapter 192
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Chapter 192
Chapter 192
RIVERA
I sat very still.
Two nights ago Mia’s car. Th over som
with her cold tea, telling me she’d sat outside that house for twenty minutes and seen The particular quality of it that I’d read as grief over something confirmed rather than grief
What
as Callahan’s, dark in the street, and she’d sat in the dark already carrying the weight of everything and had seen what she was afraid of seeing.
ken the account at face value because I trusted her, because she didn’t construct things, because her was almost always precise.
xhausted and emotionally exposed and ound his way to Mia, had wrapped up
gs to even precise people.
ow that’s what happened,” Elijah s
n sitting with for two days is a con
ouring everything,” Klaus finis ght place to be or whether t
d at the window.
afternoon was gre garden had the
ife right now
that street already carrying the fear that Matthew had marriage in a way that closed every door.
“I’m saying it’s possible. And if it is possible, then what incomplete evidence, and it’s-” He stopped.
Louis. How she’s with you. Whether she believes that staying here as building is built on something that’s already over.”
ay that had given up on weather and settled into a neutral holding pattern. tion it hadn’t been getting, which was a fair description of several things in
said things that needed to be said clearly and without construction. “Matthew er he did and however badly it went she loved him. I’ve always known that. The
–
he’s found his way to a life that works, that he’s become someone better, and that Mia is ot a small thing to carry.”
g,” I said. “Because I don’t know if it’s wrong. I know what Elijah has told me about a car that
is not the same as knowing anything for certain.”
But you can talk to her. Not to c
wo days doing laundry and
ng rather than sitting
to-” He stopped, chose differently. “She’s
hinks and asks questions and moves
The woman in your house right
ke herself. And w
King B
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ath of it was
Louis believing he was a replacement that hadn’t worked.
YOR
“I’ll talk to her,” I said
“Tonight,” Klaus said. It wasn’t a command. It was Klaus knowing me well enough to know that I would find reasons to delay it. if he left the timing unspecified, not because I was avoiding it but because I was afraid of what it cost her if I was wrong, and afraid of what it cost us if I was right
“Tonight,” I agreed.
Klaus picked up his mug. Elijah leaned back slightly, the relief of someone who’d said the difficult thing and had it received without damage. The study settled back into the ordinary register of three people who’d been working through something serious and had reached the point where there was nothing more to say that would be useful.
“The intelligence work,” I said, after a moment. “The anchor sites. Anything new?”
“Some,” Klaus said, and his voice shifted back into the professional register. “Roy has a possible lead on a secondary location somewhere they might have moved operations after the assembly night. It’s not confirmed yet.”
“When will it be confirmed?”
“Tomorrow, maybe. The day after.” He paused. “Rivera. We are going to find her.”
I knew he meant Bianca. The real question in the room that we hadn’t said out loud, the one that sat underneath all the Louis and Matthew and Mia questions – where was she, what was happening to her, what was Voss doing with the days she had her
“I know,” I said,
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