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His grin widened. “Galanthia showed me the opera. I’ve been wanting to see more of it in person.”

“I’d love to go with you.”

“I didn’t think you were the type to appreciate such culture.”

I scrubbed the back of my neck. “Well, I haven’t been given the opportunity much.” I shut off the radio. “I don’t like country that much either. It’s pretty much all we get on the radio out here though.”

“Do you have any favorite music? Bands? Performances?”

“I haven’t really explored that much. When I was with Rick, we had one of those box televisions that only got a few channels.”

He glanced at me. “Channels? Like Netflix?”

I chuckled. “No, like cable television. Hasn’t Izdor shown you that yet?” I glanced out the window. “Actually, I don’t see why you would watch cable. Raven probably has everybody hooked up with a streaming account.”

“Everyone I know has Netflix.”

“That makes sense. You guys sound so spoiled.”

He reached for my hand. “I would be happy to share my Netflix with you.”

“I’ve never heard such a romantic phrase in my life.”

“Do you want me to say more?”

I threw my head back and laughed. It was weird to think I was so disconnected from technology. But no matter how far I was from it, I still knew a lot more than Juriah. “Sure. Hit me with your best shot.”

“I don’t want to—” Realization broke out on his face. “Oh, yes. I will deliver my best.”

“You’re cute when you’re realizing things.”

The truck started to slow down. I lurched forward, grabbing Juriah’s hand hard, feeling the pit of my stomach sinking as I held my right hand to my heart.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, and Juriah pointed ahead.

I hadn’t noticed it at first. I kicked myself for not noticing it first. Because dropping part of my guard meant losing my second sight on my surroundings. Skills like mine had been valuable to Percy because I always noticed changes and abnormalities ahead of everyone else.

It was what kept me protected. It was what kept mesafe.

With my hormones going wild and my heart fluttering at every turn with Juriah, I’d gotten distracted. I’d made a mistake.

I gripped his hand harder. “It looks like the engine blew.”

Smoke curled up from the hood of a Cadillac. Black smoke—yeah, that meant the engine probably had gone to shit. A woman wearing a visor and white shorts waved us down. She whipped off her ascot and waved with it, flagging us like we were her saving grace.

Juriah clutched the wheel. I knew because I heard the squeak of the leather under his grip. If I could read his thoughts the way he thought I could, I would have probably heard him kicking himself too.

Just like me.

The highway only had two lanes. It wasn’t like we could zip on past her without trying to offer help. Though this highway also led out of town, it went right past the entrance for Silverdawn, which meant she could have been going there or out of town.

“What a horrible place to break down,” I commented. “We need to stop.”

“We do.”

I felt him squeeze my hand right back. “I have a bad feeling too, Juriah.”

“We should proceed with caution then.”

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