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“You tell me when the vending machine gives you two candy bars instead of one.”

“That was exciting.”

“Aggie!”

“Keep your voice down.”

She lowers it.

“When did you see him?”

“Behind the gym.”

“The night you met Grimm?”

I freeze.

Dora notices.

Of course she does.

Her eyes sharpen.

“Wait.”

“No.”

“I didn't say anything.”

“You were about to.”

“I was about to ask a question.”

“No questions.”

“Aggie—”

“No.”

I start closing books. Because suddenly I don't want to have this conversation. Not because there's anything to talk about.

There isn't. Grimm is a man. The Wolf is a Wolf.

Completely separate.

The fact that I met both of them on the same night means nothing. Dora reaches across the table and puts her hand on mine.

“Okay.”

I stop.

“Okay?”

“No questions.”

I eye her suspiciously.

“Really?”