Cecilia's pov
"What exactly do you mean by'danger'?" I asked, leaning in.
My tone was casual, but my heartbeat wasn't. It ticked up, like my body already knew something I didn't.
Evelyn's eyes flicked wide--just for a second. She fidgeted with her mug before smoothing on a smile.
"Oh, I was joking," she said lightly, waving it off. "Just a standard interpack exchange. Nothing dangerous. You should follow Sebastian's instructions."
Her voice was light, but her fingers were tense around the ceramic. Grip too tight. Smile too practiced.
I gave her a look.
Seriously?
"You don't drop the word'danger' and expect me to ignore it."
"You've already let the cat halfway out of the bag," I added. "Might as well finish the thought. What kind of meeting is it?"
Evelyn sighed, glancing around l
