POV: Faye
I read Lucien's expression before I read the message. He shows me the screen. I read it once and I process the geometry of it, Reves heading north, forty miles, one hour's head start, which means he is either thirty minutes behind us or already closer than that depending on his route.
He knew about this address.
Of course he did. He is the authorized representative. He has had this address for fourteen years. He didn't give it to us at the Alderman because he was keeping it, the final piece, the one that made everything else negotiable.
He is not coming to give us something. He is coming to be here first.
"Celeste," I say. She reads my face the way experienced people read faces fast, complete. "Reves is coming. He may be thirty minutes out."
She goes absolutely still.
Then
