Just go.”

I went back and pretended everything was ordinary.

But every warm smile Percival gave me across that table had begun to look like something else entirely.

Chapter 5 — The Note

At half past eight I made my goodbyes.

While Percival went to bring the car around, Yvaine crossed the foyer carrying a heavy trash bag toward the side exit, and without once looking at me, she brushed against my coat and pressed something into my palm.