"Found who," Zariel breathed, though some part of her already knew exactly who, the fragile, perfect stillness of the last ten minutes already collapsing under the weight of everything waiting just outside it.He looked up, meeting her eyes, the same collision of feeling written plainly across his own face now, relief and dread arriving together, inseparable, the way they always seemed to arrive lately."Call him back," Zariel said. "Now, Kaelen, before..."The screen went dark before he could type a single word back, the signal dropping without warning, leaving the message sitting there, unanswered and impossible to build on until morning.Silas had chosen a small, unremarkable coffee shop three neighborhoods from anywhere either of them normally went, a corner table already claimed, two files sitting closed in front of him when Kaelen and Zariel arrived just past seven that morning."You dropped the signal last night," Kaelen said, slid
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