Aurora's POV
"Megan doesn't know anything," I say it out loud, but I do not believe it.
Sebastian watches me for a second too long. He knows I do not believe it either.
The car is quieter now. Lucas has lost the trail, or thinks he has, and we are moving through a part of the city I do not recognize. Narrow streets. Closed shops. The kind of neighborhood that exists between places people actually go.
"She's been in that house since I was twelve," I say. "If she knew something, she would have used it by now."
"Would she?"
I look at him.
"Megan uses everything," I say. "That's who she is." "Maybe." Sebastian shifts slightly. "Or maybe she's been told to wait." That lands harder than I want it to.
Because Megan has always been patient when it mattered. Not kind. Not generous. Just pat
