Nadia POV
He didn't say anything for the first ten minutes in the truck, and neither did I.
The city moved past the windows in streaks of amber and blue, the bar noise fading behind us. My hands were in my lap. I kept them still.
"Are you okay?" Cole asked, eyes on the road.
I looked at the dashboard. "I didn't expect it to feel like anything."
He didn't respond to that. A beat passed, then two. "Are you hungry?"
I almost laughed. "Sure."
He drove north, away from the Flats, away from the university, away from every part of Thornvale I recognized. The buildings got taller and further apart. The streetlights became cleaner. By the time he pulled into an underground garage, I was in a neighborhood I had never entered through someone's front door before.
The building had no buzzer. It
