and pressed the heel of one hand against her mouth. Nico went still, ready to catch her if she tipped. Dr. Hale wisely said nothing. After a moment, Clara lowered her hand. ‘Again,’ she said.…
I said. “I assumed.” “I need to go to Ash Street.” “Lucia Moreno?” I stared at her. Mara’s mouth tightened. “I was there that night too, Elias. Not in recovery, but close enough to know…