Zeke rose from his chair. With no expression, he picked up his jacket and pulled it over his turtleneck. Nick reached for his hand, and Zeke squeezed it once before his fingers slipped away. He touched my elbow, then walked out of the vault after his sister, his gait stiff. Nadine linked his arm without a word. She shot me a glance, one I couldn’t interpret. I didn’t understand her choice – Nadine had been open in her resentment and fear of Jaxon – but I trusted that she had her reasons.
Noooooo
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