I pick her up and lead her to the stairs. “I’m going to eat something, and then I’ll be up in a minute. Really, go to sleep. It has been a long night.”
Eve looks reluctant, but then she throws her arms around my waist, presses her face into my chest, and nods. She stops at the bottom of the stairs and looks over her shoulder at me, smiling. “I love you.”
I wink. “I love you, too.”
I pad back into the kitchen once she is gone and contemplate eating something, but my stomach is still too nervous. Instead, I grab a pack of cigarettes I’ve had hidden in a high cabinet Eve can’t reach and walk to the front door.
Out of habit, I go to disable the alarm, but I realize it is already disabled. Probably from when the FBI burst down the door and Eve turned it off to stop the alarm.
I walk onto t
