Alexander was in the back of the car exactly where Maggie said he'd be, jacket off, tie loosened, looking like a man who had spent the last hour rehearsing something and abandoning every version of it. He looked up when the door opened, and whatever he'd planned to say seemed to evaporate on sight of her.
"I'm not going to apologize for wanting Leo safe," he said instead, which was, Elena thought, a strange place to start an apology.
"I know." She climbed in beside him, leaving the door open to the cold morning air for a moment before pulling it shut. "That was never the part I was angry about."
"Then tell me the part." His voice was quieter than she'd ever heard it, stripped of the smooth command that usually armored every sentence. "Because I've spent all night going over it, and I ke
