"I believe you."
"I'm not joking, Satori."
"I know you're not."
"Promise me you'll call the moment you're inside. Keep the line open. If I hear anything wrong, I'm chartering a helicopter."
"At three in the morning?"
"Luka knows a guy."
I almost laughed. "I promise."
"And Satori?"
"Yeah?"
"When you get back to this island, you and I are going to have a conversation about tonight. A very long, very detailed conversation. And you are going to sit still and listen to every single word."
The pendant burned so cold it left a mark on my skin.
"I love you, Nat."
"I love you too. Now go be stupid. Carefully."
She hung up.
I stared at the phone for a long moment. Then I stepped back inside, crossed to the bed, and leaned down to press my lips against Reyna's forehead. She made a soft sound but didn't wake. The scent of her hair filled my lungs. Crimson strands tangled across the pillow like blood on snow.
"I'll be back," I whispered.
