Lily.
The song was one she invented about Buttons crossing a river to find the moon.
I had heard it so many times that I knew every wrong note.
Elena wiped her cheeks.
“She started asking why she didn’t have an uncle,” she said. “I told her families were complicated.”
“They are.”
“She deserves more than fear and hiding.”
– Sí.
“She deserves the truth.”
– Todavía no.
Elena se puso rígida.
“No puedes decidir eso solo”.
“Puedo decidir lo que la mantiene viva”.
“Suenas exactamente como Matteo”.
La comparación marcó algo crudo.
Before I could answer, the study door opened.
Vincent entered without knocking.
His expression told me something had changed.
“What?” I asked.
“Encontramos un dispositivo de escucha debajo del auto de Elena”.
Elena se puso pálida.
Vincent placed a small black transmitter on the desk.
“Military-grade. Recently installed.”
I looked at Elena.
“¿Quién sabía que vendrías aquí hoy?”
“Nadie”.
– Viniste en autobús.
“Mi vecino me condujo a mitad de camino debido a la lluvia. Le pedí prestado su coche de la estación”.
“Así que el dispositivo puede haber sido plantado antes”.
Vincent asintió.
“Alguien la ha estado rastreando”.
La voz de un guardia crujió a través del auricular de Vincent.
Él escuchó, luego se volvió hacia la ventana.
“What is it?” I demanded.
“Unknown vehicle outside the east gate.”
“Plate?”
“Stolen.”
“¿Cuántos?”
“Dos hombres visibles”.
Me moví hacia la puerta.
“Cierre la casa”.
Vincent caught my arm.
“Adrian, this could be exactly what they want.”
I pulled free.
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