LEO I went alone. Ash didn't argue, which meant he understood, not that he agreed. He stood at the warehouse door and watched me go with that steady look that said he was calculating every risk and choosing to trust my judgment anyway. That look was going to be a problem for me long-term. Greywood Arena was empty at three in the morning. The main floor was dark, the stands hollow, the lighting system down to maintenance level. My footsteps echoed. Calia was in the center of the floor. She was in training gear, no makeup, hair pulled back. Without the performance of her usual presentation she looked younger and harder at the same time. She'd been crying recently—not now, but recently. Her eyes were clear and her jaw was set and she watched me cross the floor without moving. We stopped four meters apart. "You came," she said. "You asked." "I thought you'd send someone." "I don't send people to things I can handle myself." I looked at her. "Say what you need to sa
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