EVA’S POVI caught up with Lucas just outside the lobby as he stepped through the glass doors, briefcase in hand. He paused when he saw me hurrying toward him, eyebrows lifting in polite surprise.“Eva?” he said, his tone neutral and distant.“Lucas, wait,” I called, coming to a stop directly in front of him. My heart pounded against my ribs. “Do you have a minute? I want to have little discussion with you on something very important.”He glanced at his watch, then met my eyes. “All right.” He gestured toward a small café across the street. “Let’s talk there.”We crossed the street side by side and settled into a corner table beneath a striped awning. The late afternoon warmth pressed against my shoulders, but I barely noticed it. My pulse throbbed in my ears.He slid onto the wooden chair, folding his arms. “So,” he said, voice polite, “what’s this about?”I took a deep breath and placed my purse on the empty chair beside me. With trembling fingers, I fished my phone from its depths
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