s, only a lock. Rafe stood beside me and said nothing, and I st

and the stadium suites and the side of half the shipping trucks on Delaware Avenue. It wa

s opened on the same black do

wall of glass full of a hard, bright sky. The wall safe behind the paintin

rned

raw and startled and almost glad. Then it closed, like a door shutting on a lit room

Adria

I whi

, "this is the housekeeper. San

He did not look awa

lt every bit of my uniform, every wrinkle, ev

don," I sa

the man who had run a family since his father was shot two years ago

hair. The one who

his jaw. "He doesn't, officially.

N

lected for a delivery that came due this morning. It

lted. "You

morning," said Adrian, "and I think I woke up with the best sleep I've had in thre

ng to, I never even..." My voice cracked and I h

uietly. "That's the p

en us. The green key card. Mine. It had come out of my fist at

t 12:58," he said. "It

t the safest thing to do in a room with a dangerous

almost gently, "what my fami