Violet
I keep my back towards Killian and Milo, but keep my ears pierced for every word. The hair on my neck stands up and goosebumps spread over my arms as I listen to their plan.
“Vi,” Zoe mind-links me. “It’s time to go. Where are you?”
“In the bar,” I reply. “And I’m going to need a moment. Killian is here. If I just walk out of here, and he recognises me, he’ll know I’ve eavesdropped.”
“Do you need a distraction?” Zoe asks.
“Nope, I’ve got it covered,” I say as I order a beer from Eric. “If I’m not there in twenty minutes, you can send help.”
“Be careful,” Zoe warns.
“Always,” I wink Eric closer.
“Whatever happens, do not get upset, okay?” I whisper to him. “Do not try to help or interfere. I’m only a drunk stranger, got that?”
“Sure,” he looks at me doubtfully.
“Here goes,”
