I glared at the man who stared at me from across the dingy bar and wished Ugo had chosen another place to meet. This place was on the outskirts of town, and the smell alone would have kept most people away. The table was sticky, and the chairs made me think I’d have to burn my dress after we left. I used a napkin to try to brush some of the crumbs from the surface, but they only stuck to something that had been spilled earlier.
“Elenora,” Oscar stood next to me like the loyal bodyguard he was, “they’re here.”
Sienna looked better than I expected, which meant they hadn’t been too hard on her yet. I knew it would only be a matter of time before they’d wear down her spirit and suck her dry of any life.
“Mama,” she greeted me as she approached.
“I’d stand, but I’m afraid my dress wouldn’t
