Anastasia’s POV:
Marcus made coffee.
He had always processed difficult things through his hands and the coffee was something to do while we sat around his kitchen table with a fireproof box full of documents that were going to change several people’s lives and waited for a sixty two year old woman to arrive at three in the morning with information none of us had.
Elena sat very still across from Lucas and Lucas sat very still across from Elena and the air between them had the particular quality of two people who knew things about each other that had not yet been said out loud and were both waiting for a moment that was not this one to say them.
I watched them without watching them the way you did when two people needed to find their own way to a conversation and your presence was the o
