"You were never going to tell me, were you?"The voice was her own, but it sounded hollow, stripped of all warmth.Jinyan sat up instantly, his eyes snapping open. He was awake in a way only a predator can be—fully alert, his muscles coiled for a threat. He saw her standing by the window, the vellum in one hand and the burner phone in the other.He didn't move. He didn't even try to lie. He simply looked at her, the moonlight catching the silver scars on his shoulder. "Panni. Put the phone down.""The key, Jinyan," she said, her voice rising with a frantic, jagged energy. "Where is it? You told me you threw it away. You held me while I cried for the life we lost, and all the while, you had the deed to my life tucked in your pocket."Jinyan stood up slowly. He didn't have his sling on, and his bare chest showed the bruises from the crash—dark, purple reminders of his "heroism." He walked toward her, but she stepped back, her back hitting the cold glass of the window."I kept it to prot
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