— CASSIAN
She was in my office.
I knew it the second I stepped out of the bathroom.
Knew it the way you know when someone's been in your space. Touching your things. Breathing your air.
I found her standing behind my desk.
Holding the necklace.
Her grandmother's necklace.
The one I'd taken from her apartment the night I had it cleared out.
The one I'd kept because it was the first piece of her I'd ever held. Before I knew her name. Before I knew her face. Just a gold chain and a bird pendant that had fallen in the snow while she saved my life.
"Put it down," I said.
She looked up. Eyes blazing.
"It's mine."
"I know."
"Then why do you have it?"
"Because I took it."
"From where?"
"Your apartment."
"You went to my apartment?"
"I had people go. Clear it out. Make sure there
