LEXIE
FEW HOURS LATER
"Where's Raven been lately?" I asked, sliding onto a stool at the bar that evening while Mia restocked the fridge.
Mia paused, bottle in hand, and gave me a look I couldn't quite place. "Out of town."
"Out of town how? Like, weekend trip out of town, or mysterious extended absence out of town?"
"The second one," Mia said, setting the bottle down.
"Is that normal for her?"
Mia shrugged, a small, deliberate movement that told me exactly nothing while somehow also telling me plenty. "Sometimes."
I studied her face for a second. "That's a very unhelpful shrug, Mia."
"It's the only shrug I've got," she said, moving on to the next bottle with a little too much focus.
I let it go, mostly because I'd learned by now that some doors in this club opened when they were
