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I should wash my face before we go back to Rowan.
“What?” Adam bellows into his cell. Then he turns to me.
My heart is beating fast, but it’s for an entirely different reason this time.
“That was the police,” Adam says, hanging up. “Someone tried to steal from Vision Tech.”
“Who?”
My throat tightens and I have a feeling about what he’s going to say before he opens his mouth.
“It’s Lyra.” He pauses. “And she’s been arrested.”
CHAPTER18
THE HEART THIEF
ADAM
“Why isshe still on the premises? Take her away.” Nova waves a hand and, without breaking her stride, approaches another officer. Her words are clipped but measured. “I’ll compile a list of our assets. We’ll need to comb through the building to make sure nothing was taken. Did you catch any of her cohorts?”
The police officer looks stunned.
“Really?” Lyra screams from where she’s sitting between two cops. Her dark hands are handcuffed and her eyes are bulging.
“Miss Delaney,” another officer approaches us and looks mildly concerned, “this woman insists that she’s your sister and she had permission to move the items.”
Nova stops abruptly. “Is that why you didn’t take her to the station?”
The officer shuffles his feet.
Nova tips her chin up. Blue and red lights from the police cars outside are flashing on her face. She’s wearing that cold, ice queen expression. The one that causes her cheekbones to stand out and her lips to pucker.
“She’s lying. I don’t know her.”
Lyra curses. “Youwitch!”
“Nova.” I lengthen my stride and grip her arm urgently.
She turns to face me. Gone is the tender smile and the dreamy look she was giving me in the lab. Gone is the pliant woman who melted in my arms as my body throbbed like a wild animal against her soft heat. Now, she’s all hard edges and prickles. Sharp. Dangerous.
The Nova that comes out to destroy.
“Just wait a minute,” I say quietly.
“Wait for what, Adam? Is it notclearto you by now? Lyra approached you for a job because she had a bigger job in mind. This was all a set-up so she could steal from Vision Tech.”
“Nova—”
“I warned you not to keep her around.”
“She’s your sister,” I say gently, rubbing my thumb over her arm to calm her.
Nova shifts her head, her jaw tight and unrelenting.
“She’s your family,” I add. “She messed up, but ending her with your own hands is a different kind of weight. I don’t want that burden on you.”
Nova’s nostrils flare. She stares into the distance as if she won’t heed my words.
