NAOMI POV
Nobody spoke after the message appeared.
The diner kept moving around us.
A waitress laughed near the counter. Plates clattered behind the kitchen doors. Someone at the next booth dropped a fork and muttered an apology.
Our table might as well have been sealed off from all of it.
I turned my phone face down.
Julian stared at it.
Renata stared at me.
Marcus was watching the front window.
"How long?" Julian asked.
Marcus looked at him.
"How long what?"
"How long have you been expecting ?"
Marcus's expression didn't change.
"I'm not expecting anything."
"Then why are you looking at the door?"
Marcus glanced toward the window again.
"I'm checking whether we're being watched."
"You've been checking it since we sat down."
"And?"
"And you haven't answered my question
