Theo did not answer Ava.
She kept walking.
Each step of hers was sharp and focused, her eyes fixed on the target.
The chatter in the Boneyard faded into a tense hush again as eyes followed her path. She looked like a woman on a mission, reeking of possession and... jealousy.
Heather noticed her coming first, and her smile twitched, then widened deliberately.
Zeke felt Theo before he saw her. The heat of her anger pressed against his spine, familiar, dangerous and intoxicating all at once.
Theo stopped right in front of them.
"Zeke," she said, her voice tight but controlled, "I need to talk to you. Outside,"
Heather blinked, then laughed softly while her fingers tightened on her soda, "Can it wait?" She asked sweetly, "We're kind of in the middle of something,"
