“The list.”
Everything keeps coming back to it.
The buried names.
The locations.
The proof.
Hannah closes her eyes briefly.
Trying to remember.
I watch pain flicker across her face again.
Overlap pressure is building.
Too much too fast.
I touch her knee gently beneath the table.
Grounding.
Her eyes open instantly and settle on mine.
There she is.
Still here.
Still fighting.
“Hey,” I murmur quietly.
Her shoulders loosen just slightly.
That tiny reaction does dangerous things to my chest.
Gabriel notices.
Of course he does.
Big brother mode activated instantly.
His eyes narrow slightly at me across the table.
I stare right back.
Not intimidated.
At all.
Hannah misses the silent exchange completely because she suddenly stiffens.
Memory hit.
“Hannah?” I say immediately.
Her breathing changes.
