In the rearview mirror, Damien's eyes moved to Leo.
Aria kept hers on Leo's face. The swollen eye, the split lip, the borrowed jacket bunched under his chin. Jade asleep against his shoulder.
"No," she said.
Leo breathed out. "Good."
"How did you know?"
"You keep touching your finger." He tipped his head toward her left hand, resting in Damien's lap. "And she never gets anything that easy."
Aria's thumb was on the pale band again. She moved it.
"Sister Aria." He kept his voice low, careful of Jade. "Don't tell me where the real one is."
"I don't know where it is."
"Then don't tell me when you find out."
He closed his good eye and turned his face to the window.
Aria faced front. Up on the cliff ahead, the villa's lights came into view.
***
Jade woke when the tires hit the villa's gravel. She sat up fast and stared at Leo until she was sure of him. Then she got out and came around to his door before anyone else could.
