“Please,” I plead. “You don’t have to do anything. We just need someone to explain this.” Nick comes up behind me, pulling me to his chest and wrapping his hand around my hip. Proprietary, the way I remember from so many of those dreams. The gesture would have shocked me a few days ago, but now it just feels right. All the more reason to figure this out as soon as humanly possible. “Please,” he says. “We’re desperate.” Her face softens when she looks up at him, in a way it did not for me. She sighs heavily. “I’ll tell you what I can.”
