Chapter Five
Again the next morning, Giulianna was nowhere to be found.
In the evening, as Helle left the subway station, she saw a figure in the girl’s usual spot. Was this Giulianna? No—Helle recognized the lanky limbs in tight black jeans and the young face shrouded by a hooded sweatshirt. This was Giulianna’s friend, Kadisha.
Kadisha’s hard face softened as Helle approached. “Can you spare some change for... hey, don’t I know you?”
“No,” Helle replied.
“Yeah I do. You’re the lady who’s always bringing Jewels coffee every morning.”
“Jewels?” Helle asked. “The girl who sits here? Her name is Jewels?”
“Yeah. Giulianna. But I gotta tell you something.”
Helle’s heart nearly stopped beating. “Her name... it is Giulianna, her name? But how could I have known this? How coul
