“How long do you think we’ll be here?” Violet asked.
“As long as it takes.”
“But how long do you think?”
Mei huffed in agitation. “I don’t know, Vi.”
“The longer we stay—”
“I know.” She took a deep breath and stopped walking. “The longer we stay, the bigger the risk.” Violet dug her hands in her pockets. She ran her thumb against her wedding ring, and it pleased her to see Mei’s own square on her finger, too. Mei spoke again. “I know you’re anxious to have this over with. Believe me, I know. But I’ve been hunting this man practically my entire life. Since I was fourteen years old, Violet. This has to end here. We have to make this a perfect kill. If we don’t…it won’t end. It just won’t.”
“I know, Mei. I know.” With one cursory glance around them, Violet stepped forward and took Mei’s
