For a second, Thane’s voice flashed through my head.
Kind people die first.
No.
Nope.
Absolutely not.
We were not thinking about him.
Not about the exhaustion under his eyes. Not about the way he looked at me like wanting me was agony. Not about Keres flinching in the hallway when I told him I didn’t give a f**k about their reasons. Not about Aiden merely touching his plate at lunch.
Focus.
ME:
Who’s taking them?
The typing bubble appeared.
Disappeared.
Appeared again.
Like even Ermeneuta was debating whether answering was worth the risk.
ERMENEUTA:
Depends on who is buying.
I swallowed slowly.
Nausea crawled up my throat.
I clicked through another listing with trembling fingers.
LOT 21.
PORCELAIN DOLL.
UNBROKEN.
DELIVERY BEFORE NEW MOON PREFERRED.
Starting bid: 80,0
