They left the bar together, Hannah's hand still looped through his arm. At the door, she glanced back at her group.
One of the men gave her a small nod, another tapped the table twice. Jace caught the signals. They weren't for him.
Hannah smiled sweetly, then suddenly stopped. "Look, can you wait here? I forgot something."
Jace kept his expression steady, though his gut twisted. "Sure."
She turned back toward the table, weaving between chairs. Her sister's eyes followed, sharp and unreadable.
[This whole thing feels sketchy,] Zin's voice whispered in Jace's head. [Keep your guard up.]
Jace muttered low, "But Eva…"
[Is blinded,] Zin cut him off, sharper now. [Blinded by whatever revenge she wants. Think about it, she's barely told you anything about this group, not even the girl's history. If you're going to continue, you need to move fast and stay focused. We need the power, yes. But you being alive matters more.]
