Amari stared blankly at the bubbling pot of tea she had forgotten to pour, her thoughts far from the shop.
Even though she had made up her mind, her chest still felt tight. She had decided to find the rebellion, to seek them out and ask to be part of whatever they were building—anything was better than being hunted down like a stray dog.
But there was just one problem.
She had no idea how to find them.
Lio had said nothing about how to reach him. No location, no token, no name drop. Just a fire conjured in his palm and a vague offer.
Amari cursed under her breath, frustrated that she'd let him walk away so easily.
Across the room, Nova leaned against the wall, watching her with that annoyingly unreadable look on his face.
"You're thinking too loud."
Amari glared at him.
"I don't suppose you know how to contact a rebellion?"
Nova didn't answer right away. He pushed off the wall and headed toward the door, grabbing his coat.
"Follow me."
"What?"
